Lu Zheng's eyes narrowed.
The Netherworld was filled with Nether Qi, and his senses had been suppressed to the lowest point, so he hadn't noticed someone—no, a ghost—approaching quietly.
He glanced around; although the surroundings were still misty and mysterious, both the path he came from and the way forward had already disappeared into the fog.
Liu Qingyan shrank her neck, timidly hiding behind Lu Zheng, but gently released her grip on his hand.
Hu Zhou drew the Brocade Spring Saber with a reverse grip, his aura suddenly changing, as blood Qi surged from within him and fierce, violent demon power enveloped him.
Lu Zheng stood still, silently surveying the area before focusing on a strange tree in the distance.
"Hehe, not bad, to have discovered my presence." The voice was charming yet cold and stiff.
The strange tree shook and instantly disintegrated, transforming into a beautiful woman adorned in a Jade-embroidered Gold Threaded Water Pattern Gauze Skirt.
