Unexpectedly, this guy went straight for his own hideout.
What about the Zen Rebel Monk?
Jiang Shouzhong hurriedly went to the archive, and as expected, the Zen Rebel Monk was nowhere to be found. The shelves of the archive were in disarray, with traces of blood remaining.
Luo Wanqing scrutinized the archive, casually picking up a secret record to browse through. She spoke, "It seems Wanyan Wulie killed his good brother, the Zen Rebel Monk, as well. I don't know where he's hiding to heal his wounds. We've come all this way for nothing."
"The Imperial Mausoleum."
Jiang Shouzhong offered his guess.
For someone from the Royal Family, practicing any sacrificial techniques would require considering their Royal Family Qi Fortune. The ancestral imperial mausoleum is the best place.
The group arrived at the imperial mausoleum, and sure enough, a barrier enveloped the outside.
Li Guanshi pointed her fingers like a sword, and the barrier shattered in response.
