C1740 Heaven's pride of a thousand years ago

As Ling Xingyu was infuriated by his battle with the Little Poison Saint Wang Fang, Ling Yun, who was tens of kilometers away, seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly raised his head, and his eyes became as sharp as knives.

"Xingyu..." He spoke softly, a complicated look flashing across his eyes. Soon after, he looked sharply at the young man dressed in the Star robes in front of him