Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just then, a series of whooshing sounds suddenly came.
Immediately, a masked black-robed cultivator descended, glanced at Zhu Ximen, and said indifferently, "You are Zhu Ximen, right? The Holy Envoy has given an order to take you to the underground palace. Follow me."
"Hm?"
Suddenly, the masked black-robed cultivator's expression changed as his gaze fell upon the corpse of the purple-robed cultivator on the ground.
An ominous feeling immediately rose in his heart, but before he could react, a strand of Sword Qi had already pierced through his heart.
Li Yun's expression was cold as he retracted the Profound Origin Sword, but inwardly, he was pleased.
Originally, he had still been wondering how to sneak into that underground palace and investigate its secrets. Unexpectedly, an opportunity had arrived in an instant.
"Brother Zhi."
