In the sky, Zhou Yuan’s surging Genesis Qi receded as he crushed the copper mirror. He then turned and nodded towards the hill where Zuoqiu Qingyu and the others were.

However, this was clearly not the time for catching up. Hence, he quickly shifted his gaze towards the Spirit Subduing Mountain. It was filled with poison mist, and a look of worry flitted across his eyes. He did not dare to tarry a moment longer, his figure transforming into a streak of light flying towards the ...