Qingsha Taoist Ancestor stared at Yan Jiuyue: "Where are the other three?"
Yan Jiuyue hadn't yet recovered from the shock just now, and casually said, "I don't know."
Almost at the same moment Yan Jiuyue finished speaking, Qingsha Taoist Ancestor's hand pressed on Yan Jiuyue's forehead.
As a terrifying aura rushed into Yan Jiuyue's Purple Mansion, Yan Jiuyue's Primordial Spirit was enveloped by this aura and began to tear apart...
"No..." Yan Jiuyue let out a heart-wrenching howl.
She never expected that Qingsha Taoist Ancestor would actually soul search her.
"Good lad, you've really hidden well..." Qingsha Taoist Ancestor withdrew her hand and coldly smiled in the direction Ding Huan had disappeared.
Trying to escape from the palm of her hand? Don't dream of it.
...
"Bai He, we must teleport away from here." Ding Huan stopped, his tone somewhat grave.
"Ah?" Jia Baihe, having never been to the Ten Thousand Dao Mountain Range, also knew that teleporting here was dangerous.
