"Your helper? Someone you called?" Jiang Qingshan's gaze already showed an emotion called fear.
The spatial barrier of the small world is far more reinforced than the outside world. In ancient times, this small world was used to prevent strong enemies from invading, and even warriors at the peak of the God-breaking Realm were helpless.
But now, the absolute defense that they believed would never have unexpected breaches has been shattered, crazily impacting their visual senses.
"Nonsense, or do you think I'm here to seek death?" Zhang Menglong sneered, "If I wasn't capable and came to trouble you, wouldn't I be a fool?"
"Quick! Capture him, or we'll all die!" Jiang Qingshan, truly ruthless and decisive, knew from seeing the small world about to be shattered how powerful the helper Zhang Menglong called could be. It's a force that the entire Cang Lan Sword Sect could not contend with.
