The one-eyed man showed a stiff smile.
"Please wait a moment, I need to report this matter to the young master." As soon as he finished speaking, Du Qi turned around and left to report the matter to Gen Wubing.
The situation was too serious, and he didn't know what to do.
Upon hearing about the incident in the square, Gen Wubing stormed over.
Deep in Gen Wubing's eyes, a terrifying sense of oppression emanated.
With his arrival, the entire square fell silent.
The gathered crowd around instinctively retreated backward.
Gen Wubing deliberately wore a black outfit, with Du Qi following behind him.
"Is it you who wants to rescue the Snake Immortal?" Gen Wubing questioned Zhong Yangxi.
"That's right, it's me." Zhong Yangxi looked up, staring at Gen Wubing without the slightest fear.
Gen Wubing raised his right hand, and a crackling sound emanated from his palm.
Soon, his eyes turned blue.
A burst of lightning materialized in his hand.
Thunder Skill!
