"Hahaha..."
Wu Qiansheng and Lu Yunqi both looked up and laughed heartily.
Yang Luo, however, was gazing at the distant sunset, his face showing little joy.
Xia Chaoyang looked at Yang Luo and asked, "Brother Yang, why aren't you happy?"
Wu Qiansheng, Lu Yunqi, Bujie, and Xu Ying all looked at Yang Luo as well.
Yang Luo shook his head and said, "Although we won this battle against the Southern Barbarian Demon Country, at the same time we have forged a deadly enmity with the Golden Crow Sacred Land.
The Southern Barbarian Demon Country is merely a pawn of the Golden Crow Sacred Land in Xuanzhou.
I fear that as one of the top forces in the Nine Provinces Immortal Domain, the strength of the Golden Crow Sacred Land is terrifying."
Upon hearing Yang Luo's words,
the faces of Wu Qiansheng and the others also sank.
Only then did they realize that the Southern Barbarian Demon Country was indeed not significant; the truly powerful enemy was the Golden Crow Sacred Land.
"Damn it!"
