These deans, going to all this effort, must already have a complete plan.
Wei's Ancestor is most likely going to be captured alive.
Now, should I act and destroy the grand cauldron? Whether Wei's Ancestor dies or escapes, I can accept it. But being captured alive, that's something I cannot accept.
While he's pondering this, in the distance, the Flying Boat carrying Yu Ziqing is still speeding forward.
Han Dong sits cross-legged, the Black Sword resting horizontally on his lap.
Han Dong suddenly opens his eyes.
"I sense it, the Sword Heart has stirred, he's to the north, he might be ready to act."
Yu Ziqing puts away the Flying Boat.
"Let's speed up."
Han Dong transforms into a streak of sword light, flying away first, Yu Ziqing employs Kui Step, following closely behind.
Elsewhere, Qingping turns his head to look towards the south.
He feels it, a powerful sword cultivator is rapidly approaching here.
The instant his Sword Heart stirred, the other person sensed it too.
