Then, a wisp of green smoke swiftly sketched the scene of a giant bird carrying a green-robed cultivator.
A voice, suppressing anger, came from She Ye:
"This person, it seems, is also someone of high standing from your Jade Pot Realm. Before you came, did he not say anything to you?"
Ji Wujiu, frowning, stared at the scene, a thoughtful look in his eyes, but eventually shook his head, saying something that sent a chill through She Ye's heart:
"Could it be that the Ghost King was tricked by some small crook?"
"I've never seen this person in the Jade Pot Realm, nor have I seen this bird... It's not just our Jade Pot Realm, I've never heard of such a figure in the other two realms either."
"You haven't seen him?!"
She Ye's heart sank abruptly.
He carefully observed Ji Wujiu's expression but couldn't detect any sign of deceit.
An ominous feeling instantly surged in his heart!
