Just as Wang Xian was studying the induction compass in his hand, a voice came from the back.
“Huh? There’s someone there!”
“Clang! Clang! Clang!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
At this moment, more than 20 figures surrounded him quickly. A murderous aura was condensed.
“There’s no sign of the fire Lark clan. They’re enemies!”
“Haha, I didn’t expect to meet a stray fish!”
Cold murderous aura and arrogant expression charged at Wang Xian. Waves of Aura locked onto him completely.
Each of them was an expert at the Seethrough level. The weakest was at level one of the Seethrough level, while the strongest was at level five of the Seethrough level. They were all young men.
Wang Xian raised his eyebrows. He turned around and looked at everyone around him.
They were dressed in white and there was a fiery red flame on their chests. Each of them had an arrogant look on their faces.
Among them, there were five to six young men and women dressed in fiery red clothes.