C1209 The Cycle Repeated

While Xue Wuya was on guard, Ye Hongtian could still hear the shouts. The voices were getting clearer and clearer. The voice was old and weak. It was the voice of an old man.

The old man's voice kept calling Ye Hong Tian's name, but Ye Hong Tian could not tell where the voice came from. It sounded like it came from all directions