To avoid unnecessary delays.
Han Xing still decided to rescue these hostages as soon as possible.
Han Xing sent a ssage to Wu Ling’Er.
"I have returned, how are things on your side?"
At this mont.
Upon hearing Han Xing’s transmission.
Wu Ling’Er’s eyes showed a look of surprise, hurriedly asking.
"Brother Xing! You’ve already erged from the Void Turbulence?"
Han Xing replied softly, "Yes."
"Ling’Er, with such serious events happening in the Witch Race Territory recently, why didn’t you tell ?"
Wu Ling’Er seed to pick up on Han Xing’s sowhat displeased tone and answered apologetically.
"I’m sorry, Brother Xing."
"I heard you went into the Void Turbulence and knew it was an extrely dangerous place."
"Even Saint Master Helas normally wouldn’t dare to stay there for long."
"Besides, it was a promise made by Saint Master Helas, so I thought I should handle it myself."
Wu Ling’Er’s tone carried so guilt, along with a trace of self-reproach.
"However, I didn’t expect these giant dragons to be so intolerable, injuring our legends and capturing so many Witch Race people."
After listening to Wu Ling’Er’s explanation.
Han Xing’s expression softened sowhat.
He knew Wu Ling’Er was considering him.
The impression Han Xing gave was strong.
But his actual combat power was equivalent to a high-tier legend.
When fully unleashed, he could injure demigod-level powerhouses.
And the Void Turbulence was exceedingly dangerous.
It was normal for Wu Ling’Er not to want to disturb him.
Moreover.
The threat from the giant dragons at present.
Even if she had inford Han Xing, it probably wouldn’t have made much difference.
This situation clearly couldn’t be resolved by rely one or two high-tier legends.
The force behind the Path of the Giant Dragon was comparable to those large clans in the Holy Spirit Realm, perhaps even surpassing them.
Among them were dragons at the demigod level.
More than one!
Wu Ling’Er knew Han Xing had already helped the Witch Race significantly.
She didn’t want to add more troubles to him.
Thus, Wu Ling’Er thought to solve it in her own way.
However.
Wu Ling’Er underestimated how fast Han Xing was getting stronger.
Or perhaps.
No one in the entire Holy Spirit Realm could have expected.
Soone could advance from less than a Fifth Transformation level to legend in just a month.
And possess Godslaying power!
It’s truly terrifying!
Simply beyond comprehension!
As Wu Ling’Er said before, if Han Xing could balance territory developnt with personal strength.
Once he breaks through, he would be the strongest legend in history.
Han Xing certainly achieved this!
Han Xing replied, "I understand."
"Tomorrow, I will arrive at the Path of the Giant Dragon."
"Before that, you keep holding on with your people."
Despite his strength, Han Xing didn’t make any bold statents.
Releasing bold statents before controlling the situation, then causing so unforeseen incidents.
It’s an extrely foolish approach.
He prefers.
To have everything under his control, then deliver a thunderous strike to the enemy!
Now, they just need to wait for over thirty hours.
Then Han Xing will have the strength to counter those dragons.
Wu Ling’Er didn’t refuse and said quietly, "Okay, Brother Xing."
After ending the call.
Han Xing took a deep breath.
He looked far off towards the direction of the Path of the Giant Dragon.
The next day...
Han Xing suddenly received a ssage from Wu Ling’Er.
A massive Void Beast tide was erupting on the Path of the Giant Dragon.
Among them were even legendary level Void Beasts.
"Legendary level Void Beasts? It seems Ling’Er’s side is under imnse pressure now too."
Han Xing glanced at the construction ti remaining for the three hundred Spiritual Godslaying Cannons in his territory.
[Remaining construction ti: 6 hours, 32 minutes...]
"6 hours... It’ll also take several hours to reach the Path of the Giant Dragon."
"By the ti I get there, it should be almost complete."
"Now, it’s about ti to set off."
Thinking of this, Han Xing began to act imdiately.
"Rumble!"
The vast Witch Race Continent began to move suddenly at this mont.
The several billion Witch Race people living on it felt the tremors beneath their feet.
In their eyes, besides puzzlent, there was a trace of delight.
Because the one able to control the entire continent.
Was none other than their Saint Master, Lord Han Xing!
"The Saint Master is back! The Saint Master is back!"
The news of Han Xing’s return wasn’t widely publicized.
Thus, most of the Witch Race people were unaware.
At this mont, they began spreading the word eagerly.
Appearing extrely excited.
The events from a few days ago left a psychological shadow on these Witch Race people.
The sudden appearance of the dragons, a breath of dragon fire, destroyed a mountain range.
Though it didn’t cause any casualties.
It made this group of Witch Race people feel the terror of the dragons.
Afterwards.
Those dragons attacked again, easily injuring the legends within their clan.
Even forcing Wu Ling’Er, in front of billions of Witch Race people.
To lead people to guard the Path of the Giant Dragon.
It was sheer humiliation.
Previously, when Helas was around, these things never happened.
Plus, Saint Master Han Xing was not present.
Everyone could only tremble under the dragons’ coercion.
Even Lady Saintess had to compromise.
During this ti.
The entire Witch Race Continent had been caught in a slump.
But now.
Han Xing’s return made them feel as though they’d found their backbone again.
"Saint Master Han Xing has returned, he will surely get justice for us!"
"That’s right, the Saint Master will rescue our people!"
However, compared to the majority of the ecstatic Witch Race people.
A portion hiding in houses or so corner looked different.
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