Ling Xiao was about to explain when his brow suddenly furrowed and he turned to look toward the southeast. Celestial Derivationist also seemed to sense something, his silver eyebrows slightly knitted.
"Someone is coming," the old man said in a deep voice. "Their aura is not weak; at least three Void Immortals."
Ling Xiao's heart tightened. In his current state, fighting another Void Immortal would be no different from seeking death.
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