He knew how serious this was.
With that, Xun Ziyou chased after those two Monster cultivator Golden Core elders.
Mo Hua had no choice but to wait in place.
At the same time, he was curious—what were those two Monster cultivator elders up to, rushing around at such a late hour, not even bothering to hide their tracks?
But right now, he couldn't even begin to guess, so he just had to be patient.
Mo Hua waited like this atop the big tree at the entrance of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
He waited a long time; the Monster cultivators below grew fewer and fewer, the once-boiling stream of blood calmed down, and with the White Bone Path about to close, Elder Xun still hadn't returned.
Mo Hua was getting a bit worried.
"Elder Xun... you're not in trouble, are you?"
He's an Elder of the Taixu Gate, the descendant of Elder Master Xun, a late Golden Core Great cultivator. He shouldn't die that easily...
Mo Hua was genuinely anxious for Elder Xun.
