Outside Immortal Suspended Mountain.
"Wui Duolong... What does he want to do?"
All the cultivators watching the spectacle were taken aback, feeling inexplicably tense.
Inside the great vessel belonging to the Ziwei Chen Family, all the Chen Family Elders exchanged furious glances.
It was clear to anyone that Chen Zhixing was at his most vulnerable at this moment.
Who would believe that Wui Duolong appeared here without ulterior motives?
"Wait."
Chen Daoyan gestured to stop the angry rebukes of the Chen Family Elders.
He slightly furrowed his brows, looking hesitantly at the image of Wui Duolong in the profound light mirror.
"Netherworld Elders, do you feel as I do..."
"Does this Wui Duolong look a bit like Zhaosheng?"
Upon hearing this, the Netherworld Elders exchanged a glance and were somewhat startled.
"The Eldest Young Master...?"
