Finally, after Lu Qing withdrew the Golden Needle.
They were delighted to see that among the three, the young man in purple with the highest cultivation level slowly opened his eyes.
"Junior Brother (Senior Brother) Zixiao!"
"Senior Sister Ye, Xiao Jing, why are you here?"
The young man in purple heard two familiar voices, and his somewhat confused gaze fell upon the two of them. His body trembled suddenly, revealing an unbelievable expression in his eyes.
Especially Senior Sister Ye, wasn't she supposedly killed by Li Motian? Why does she now appear completely unharmed?
However, the young man in purple quickly realized.
"Ah, I see, have I arrived at the Netherworld? I didn't expect, Junior Sister Xiao Jing, that you couldn't escape Li Motian's deadly hands in the end.
But this Netherworld doesn't really look as gloomy and dark as the legends say.
And Senior Sister, has the sect not discovered that we have died? Why hasn't anyone burnt even a bit of paper money?
