Bab 430: The Cavemaster

The silver-armored youth raised his head, staring at the sky. It was dusk. He let out a sigh. "My happy days are coming to an end."

"General."

The bronze-armored Fiendguards all nervously stared at the silver-armored youth.

After sighing, the silver-armored youth turned and quickly moved through the many layers of restrictive formations around the forbidden region. Outside were gathered many of the black-robed figures, as well as the members of the Eastwoods Sect. The enormous disturbance and the spatial teleportations had attracted attention from many outsiders.

"General." The Eastwoods sect leader hurriedly went forward to greet him. "What has happened? Is there anything you need our Eastwoods Sect to do?"