"Hmm?"
A moment later, Mo Wangchen withdrew his perception.
Because in that area of energy fluctuation, he sensed a somewhat familiar aura.
"If it's not from Senior Sister, then it must be one of Xi Xiaoyu's group of three..."
After murmuring to himself, he unhesitatingly walked in the direction from which the energy fluctuation came.
The farther he went, the more intense the energy fluctuations became.
Moreover, the hostility in the air also grew thicker.
Before long, after passing through the dense forest, he arrived at a clearing.
Looking ahead, there were about twenty to thirty people gathered, both old and young, all cultivators from various places in the Eastern Desolate.
Obviously, these people were also attracted by the energy fluctuations here.
"Hand over the holy bone."
A young man was surrounded by the crowd, holding a golden long spear in one hand and a white bone in the other, which was densely covered with Dao patterns, its golden lines dazzling and glaring.
