Zhou Qing had to lie: "That day, after following my uncles and elders into the abyss, everyone was waiting for the entrance to fully solidify."
"Because I was closer, I suddenly saw a fleeting figure in the mist."
As he spoke, Zhou Qing used his spiritual power to sketch out the image of the Ghost Emperor in the air.
Upon seeing this person's appearance, Uncle Second couldn't help but have his pupils contract sharply, his face full of shock.
"Are you sure?" Uncle Second asked again, his voice trembling slightly.
Zhou Qing nodded vigorously, saying with absolute certainty, "I'm sure. I even made a special trip to the Ancestral Hall to carefully compare it with the portrait."
After hearing this, Uncle Second put his hands behind his back and began pacing back and forth, muttering to himself: "Impossible, Canglong Taoist should have long passed away. How could he appear there?"
