The Nine Supremes at Tianxuan

Han Sanhe had gone back to rest more than two hours ago, but Zhan Ge was still deep in thought, perched at the top of the mountain.

He was determined to fight to the death!

Zhan Ge's gaze burned brighter as his resolve grew increasingly stronger.

Fu Baoguo asked, "Has the Old Marshal's carriage gone on its way?"

"It left the base four hours ago!"

"Good! Has Young Master Yun left as well?"

"We didn't see him, he should have left with Old Marshal too!"

"Good! That's good!"

Fu Baoguo breathed out slowly. "Now, I can finally attend to this battle and fight to my death without any more worries!"

Yun Yang unleashed his powers and sped like a wisp of smoke towards Tianxuan Cliff, concealed by the dark night.

The Temple of Nine Supremes stood at the highest point of Tianxuan Cliff and it was Yun Yang's destination right now.