Lin Xuan brought Liu Yang back to Weiwei's side, then he looked toward the distant battlefield.
Among them, two were battles of Spirit Sea Seventh Layer Martial Artists, which he simply couldn't approach.
Another was the battlefield of the red-robed old man, who was fighting against three Spirit Sea Fifth Level Martial Artists, and the battle was extremely fierce.
There were also some Snow Wolves dealing with two Blood Flood Horses, and the remaining Wolf Thieves were charging towards Lin Xuan and the others.
"First save the Blood Flood Horses, then help the red-robed old man."
Lin Xuan made his decision, grasped the Autumn Trace Sword, and turned into a bolt of lightning as he dashed forward.
...
Meanwhile, on the border of Snow State, a green-haired man appeared out of thin air.
His eyes were slightly closed as if feeling something.
After a long moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, lifting the corners of his mouth in a sinister smile.