Mo Changhao and Zhou Xianlong were rushing to the Lush Garden Acres site when an albatross suddenly pipped, “Director, the expert wielding the Sword of the Yellow Emperor is moving!”

“Where to?” Mo Changhao responded.

“It’s not clear. He seems to be moving north in Martial City. Apart from that…” Another albatross glanced at his phone and gasped deeply, “There seems to be another Prefect-class Yin spirit that has showed up ahead of where the boss is located!”

Abyssal Prefect… Zhou Xianlong gnashed his teeth as he waved his hand, casually reducing a Nipponese Yin spirit to ashes. He wore an incomparably grave expression on his face.

To think that two Abyssal Prefects and three Infernal Judges have appeared in this otherwise small and insignificant Martial City!

“Any updates on Mr Qin?” Zhou Xianlong led the charge, reducing all Yin spirits to clouds of Yin energy in the wake of his path of destruction. He didn’t pause in the slightest. Their destination had earlier been the Lush Garden Acres, but there were unfortunately too many obstacles impeding their path of approach. Not only was there a tide of maddened wandering spirits to contend with, there were even the ghosts who had developed spiritual intelligence, as well as the Hellguard-class Nipponese Yin spirits that had been unleashed by Susa Boy. Everything acted as an impediment to their approach.

“He’s vanished.”

“Vanished?” Mo Changhao turned his head in shock, “How could he...