"Should we go in and investigate?" Zhuo Tingqin asked.
Although there was a fierce battle raging in the forest, heavily guarded, as a descendant of the Purple Swallow Forest Pavilion, Zhuo Tingqin had absolute confidence in her Lightweight Body Technique.
However, unexpectedly, Nan Liangyu shook his head solemnly, while staring intently into the depths of the forest, and said in a slightly trembling voice.
"Don't go in yet!"
"I can feel that they've already started fighting."
Zhuo Tingqin was taken aback. She was just about to say that she didn't sense anything unusual.
But before she could speak, a thunderous crash suddenly erupted from the distant forest, followed by a dust pillar shooting straight into the sky.
Zhuo Tingqin was jolted, staring incredulously at the scene before her.
Because, from the direction of the crash, a hill had been leveled to the ground.
Although the hill wasn't very high, it wasn't something that could be destroyed by human strength.
