Chengtai Domain, Ming Palace Prefecture.
Hu Yang was in the midst of a killing spree when a sacred, imposing voice rang out.
"Fellow Daoist, why are you committing such slaughter in my Ming Palace Prefecture?"
Looking toward the voice, they saw a White-Haired Youthful Old Man step out of the Void. His body radiated the glow of laws, a sacred vision of mountains and rivers emerged behind him, and lotus flowers bloomed beneath every step.
After several flashes, the old man landed before Hu Yang. He swept his gaze over Hu Yang, waiting for his reply.
"Hmm? Who are you?" Hu Yang asked with a frown.
"Old Man is Yu Yazi, the Prefect Lord of Ming Palace Prefecture."
It was not that Yu Yazi did not wish to make a move. Rather, after probing Hu Yang just now, he had found that he could not see through him at all.
As the Prefect Lord of Ming Palace Prefecture, a supreme powerhouse who had existed for countless ages, Yu Yazi possessed profound cultivation. Yet he could not see through Hu Yang, which showed just how powerful Hu Yang was. He had no choice but to be cautious.
"This Seat came here for only one thing. They tried to stop This Seat, so This Seat naturally made a move," Hu Yang said bluntly.
"May I ask what Fellow Daoist seeks?" Yu Yazi frowned.
"Life Grievance." Hu Yang spoke those two words while looking toward the depths of Ming Palace Prefecture, then vanished.
"Life Grievance? What is Life Grievance?" Yu Yazi pondered, thoroughly confused.
Coming back to his senses, he hurried after Hu Yang. Whatever such a supreme powerhouse sought had to be a hidden treasure of Ming Palace Prefecture. He could not allow it to be taken.
Deep within Ming Palace Prefecture,