C1324 Three Days of Farewell

Dragon Valley, Dragon King's Hall.

Qiu Wujiang sat on his Dragon Throne and fiddled with the two jade bottles in his hands. Inside the bottles, there was a large amount of blood essence that emitted a faint golden glow.

Below the great hall, the blue-robed Wind Dragon Envoy respectfully nodded.

"Are you saying that the human cultivator suddenly disappeared?" Qiu Wujiang asked