After several dozen miles away from the bloodhill, Ye Dufang was able to stabilize his figure and stop slowly.

At this point, the voice of the broken air became clearer, and it seemed to have completely locked the direction of the leaf dust. It was amazing how fast the dust had come.

It was not long before a large group of people came and there were more than ten figures, some of whom had strong breath and reached the four heavenly realms of the Holy Way.

"Long time no see, Fang Li Prince." Ye Dun looked forward and did not hide his identity. He let out a straight voice and...