Dong Qi was also at Sanqing Pavilion. The moment he saw Ghost Princess, he froze, dumbfounded.
"Ghost Princess! What's happened to you?"
Liang Qian's face was filled with bitterness; she had resigned herself to her fate.
Dong Qi instantly understood and secretly wiped away some cold sweat. Did it have to be so intense? How had he subdued Ghost Princess so quickly?
Ghost Princess's strength was on par with his own; she was the elf of the night. How on earth did Chu Hao find her?
What he didn't know was that Ghost Princess had walked into the trap herself.
As a result, Dong Qi's fear of Chu Hao deepened even further. With two of the Nether Cult's twelve Great Protectors subdued, this was a huge blow to the Nether Cult.
Chu Hao said, "You two, come with me."
Dong Qi's heart raced. Liang Qian, having accepted her fate, followed Chu Hao up to the third floor.
Chu Hao sat down on the sofa and asked, "Where is the Nether Cult located?"
