Half a month later, Chu Zhiyuan and Xu Haode appeared outside Yujing City.

Both of them looked tired.

Even if it was a great master who destroyed the main altar of three sects in one go, it would cost them a lot.

Each main altar is not easy to break, and contains unimaginable dangers.

Xu Haode breaks into cold sweat whenever he thinks about it. He feels that it is a miracle that he is still alive now.

What he trusts most now is Chu Zhiyuan's intuition, his intuition about danger.

Without this intuition, he felt that no matter how powerful Chu Zhiyuan was, he would still die with him in the main altar of these evil sects.

Before entering the south city gate, Xu Haode asked: "Your Majesty, when will we set off for Dameng?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Let's look at the court's arrangements. If it is arranged for me to go to Dameng, we will find an opportunity to go to the evil sect's main altar."

"Then I'll go back to Dameng and wait for you."

"That's fine."

"Then I won't go in and just leave. I'll go back and take a look first."

"So urgent?"

"You may not be used to the food here, but you still enjoy the food over there."

"Haha, okay, then we are in for a surprise.'

"See you later!"
Chapter completed!