"Where are the people of the Xiao Family!"
Li Yuanjiao led the Li family members and stopped in the distance before the sky-darkening great formation. They were still more than ten miles from Guanyun Peak, and the group of people stopped, their faces showing an ugly expression as they halted midair.
For no other reason, Lijing Mountain was shrouded in demonic fog, the formation above was riddled with cracks, and above there were four or five Immortal Foundations apparent—surrounding the peak with foundation establishment, which made it daring for anyone to approach.
"It seems more than just one place in the Xiao Family has encountered trouble!"
Li Qinghong's eyes were bright, her expression somewhat anxious. With the Du Ruo Long Spear strapped to her back, she held a Qi Cultivation Level gray long spear in her hands, her pupils carrying a hint of purple as she stared at the great formation and spoke softly,
