"Hm?"
Suddenly, Li Yun noticed something strange.
"From start to finish, the Ironblood Holy Son Yan Wuhen does not seem to have appeared."
"Eh?"
When Li Yun said this, the others noticed it too.
Within the Ironblood Sect, the biggest culprit was certainly the Ironblood Sect Master.
However, the one who first stirred up trouble was the Ironblood Holy Son.
Because of that, in everyone's minds, the Ironblood Holy Son was also on the must-kill list. His ranking was even higher than those hall masters and chief elders, and he was on par with the two deputy sect masters.
"Speak. Where exactly did Yan Wuhen go?"
Zi Canglan's expression turned cold as he casually grabbed a middle-level member of the Ironblood Sect.
"I do not know."
That cultivator cried out in terror and shook his head repeatedly, looking as if he had been scared out of his wits.
"Hmph."
Zi Canglan snorted coldly and killed the cultivator with a single palm strike.
