Dozens of breaths later.
Qingyou Pavilion.
That was where Yoo Junluo and Gu Yuan had been living for the past year at the Burning Heaven Sect.
Under the leadership of Xuu Zhan, every disciple of the Burning Heaven Sect, one circle, another circle, and yet another circle, surrounded the Qingyou Pavilion.
They completely encircled the Qingyou Pavilion.
Every face bore an expression of utmost determination.
Su Chen was their faith.
Originally, what was the Burning Heaven Sect? It was a Sixth Rank Power.
It was the most, most, most, most trash force in the Xuanfeng Continent, without dignity or personal integrity, any disciple of the Burning Heaven Sect who went out would keep his head and tail low, for fear of provoke anyone else.
But what happened later?