Mu Qingling's Fury

"Senior Brother, should we continue searching for Spirit Immortal Palace disciples, or wait here for the rabbits to come to us?"

At that moment, the female disciple from Wind Shadow Sacred Land stepped forward and asked. Aside from searching for resources, their mission in the secret realm was to hunt down Spirit Immortal Palace disciples.

"The Dongshan Secret Realm is so vast that running into a Spirit Immortal Palace disciple is not easy. That man must have sent a message to the Spirit Immortal Palace disciples just now. Before long, they should be arriving."

"Spirit Immortal Palace disciples are far too wealthy. We must seize the time to hunt them down. Let's wait here for them to deliver themselves to our doorstep!"

"However, to avoid unnecessary trouble, we should hide first. Once the Spirit Immortal Palace disciples appear, we'll catch them off guard and kill them all."

"Alright, I'll listen to Senior Brother."

The woman agreed without saying anything else. Soon, the two figures vanished from the area, leaving behind only a headless corpse.

Elsewhere, Fan Yulin led Mu Qingling and Lan Yingying as they flew swiftly through the air. The three were heading precisely toward where Qi Yun had died. After flying at high speed for roughly two hours, they finally arrived.

However, when they saw Qi Yun's corpse, all three of their expressions turned extremely grim, especially Mu Qingling's.

"Wind Shadow Sacred Land, you truly deserve to die!"

Although Mu Qingling had no particular feelings for these Spirit Immortal Palace disciples, they were still disciples of her sect. Now, disciples of her own sect had been murdered by people from Wind Shadow Sacred Land.

At that moment, Mu Qingling hated Wind Shadow Sacred Land to the bone. She had already decided that once she left the secret realm,