The Yin Garden of the Yin Yang Pavilion.
Inside an ancient underground palace, thirty meters below the surface.
A man in an ornate gray robe with the head of a wolf on a human body was frowning, staring intently at the Pavilion Master of Yin Yang before him.
"So you're saying you really can't hand over any Light Soul Water this year?"
"Lord Lan Xiao, the Light Soul Water was indeed all taken by that mysterious person. Even if you ask for it now, there's truly nothing we can do," the Pavilion Master said helplessly.
"Who is this mysterious person? Where did he come from?" the wolf-headed man, Lan Xiao, asked in a low voice.
"We don't know either. We only know that he's extremely strong. His power and speed are terrifying. Although he doesn't have much Mana, his raw destructive power is just too ferocious. We had no time to react, nor could we resist." The Pavilion Master had already received Lin Hui's instructions and was reporting the situation truthfully.
