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Outside the ancestral hall, the situation had been completely reversed due to the arrival of the Shadow Army and Jing Er.

Within the ancestral hall, because of the arrival of the Shadow Army and Jing Er, the atmosphere had changed.

"Young master …" Lan Yiyi stood up and looked at Xia Xinghe, who was still resting with her eyes closed. She anxiously said, "The Shadow Army is here. The one leading them is actually Jing Er …"

"So what if it's Jing Er?" As Xia Xinghe spoke, he slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Lan Yiyi. Then, his gaze landed on Chu Rong.

At this time, there were no longer any fluctuations of spiritual energy around Chu Rong. It was as if the pure spiritual energy had completely entered Chu Rong's body.

Seeing this scene, Xia Xinghe finally nodded his head in satisfaction.

However, Lan Yiyi was no longer calm. She did not experience the battle in the ancient ruins, nor did she know the complicated relationship between Xia Xing and the Martial Imperial Manor. Lan Yiyi immediately exclaimed, "Young master, Jing Er is the second ranked person in the Shadow Army, the third ranked person in the Martial Imperial Manor. His cultivation, position, and scheming are all superior to Jing San. Young master must not be careless …"

Lan Yiyi hadn't finished speaking when Xia Xinghe stood up and said with a smile to Lan Yiyi, who was hesitating to speak, "There won't be any noise outside, and Jing Er won't be able to create too many ripples either. We'll wait for Chu Rong to wake up first, then, we can wrap this up."

After hearing Xia Xinghe's words, Lan Yiyi was extremely astonished. As for Chu Qingcheng, her beautiful and deep eyes couldn't help but reveal traces of ripples.

She wasn't interested in how Xia Xinghe dealt with Jing Er. In fact, Chu Qingcheng was very confident that Jing Er wouldn't dare to do anything to Xia Xinghe. After all, Jing San had already bowed his head during the battle in the ancient ruins, and it was on behalf of the Martial Imperial Manor.

Although Xia Xinghe's tone was calm, for some reason, Chu Qingcheng still felt uncomfortable. It was as though Xia Xinghe's calm words were filled with bloodlust and killing intent …

Meanwhile, outside the ancestral hall.

The various large and powerful clans and three great clans of Dingguo City had already surrounded Zuo Xiao. Each and every one of them had flushed red faces, and their eyes were as big as bells. They were constantly howling crazily …

"Kill Zuo Xiao!"

"Killing him is letting him off too lightly, I must cut his body into ten thousand pieces!"

"Shadow Army, please take responsibility for the deaths of tens of thousands of souls in Dingguo City!"

Battle cries shook the skies, yet, within these tens of thousands of people, no one dared to take a step forward to confront Zuo Xiao. Instead, they adopted a strategy of encirclement, not attacking, and used morality to kidnap Jing Er so that he could eliminate Zuo Xiao … It had to be said that this group of people were as tenacious as death itself!

As for the surrounded Zuo Xiao, after a brief moment of shock, he no longer had any fear or dread towards Jing Er. At most, he would just die. Was Zuo Xiao afraid of death? He was not afraid! Before he died, Dora and the others would be done for!

Naturally, Zuo Xiao's gaze changed from the initial shock from seeing Jing Er to a berserk bloodlust. Even a hint of redness appeared in Zuo Xiao's eyes. He was like a wild beast that could attack his opponent to its death at any time!

And Jing Er?

He was not affected by the tens of thousands of people in Dingguo City at all. Jing Er could not hear anything because the voice that Jing Er wanted to hear the most did not appear.

At this moment, the tightly shut main entrance of the ancestral hall was pushed open once more …