The Arrival of the Two Western Saints
Hun Xiu felt helpless. He had done nothing at all; he had merely roasted a deer within Mount Kunlun's territory.
A scheme?
Who the hell had schemed against Taiyi Zhenren?
Taiyi Zhenren had simply run straight into the line of fire.
With no other choice, Hun Xiu could only share half of his nearly roasted venison with Taiyi Zhenren. If not for the fact that this was Mount Kunlun's territory, Hun Xiu would have long since sent Taiyi Zhenren to the Investiture of the Gods List to reunite with Old Man of the South Pole.
"Good!"
Primeval Lord of Heaven said, "Taiyi, I will give you a chance to prove yourself. Tell me, who killed Nanjí?"
Hearing this, Taiyi Zhenren hurriedly said, "Master, the one who killed Senior Disciple Brother Nanjí is called Shi Hao. He is a Rogue Cultivator."
"Shi Hao?"
Primeval Lord of Heaven was slightly taken aback.
Among the Primordial Great Powers, including the reclusive Great Powers with names and reputations, there was not one Primeval Lord of Heaven did not know.
Much less a great power named Shi Hao.
Old Man of the South Pole was at the peak of the Great Luo realm. Anyone capable of silently killing him and sending him onto the Investiture of the Gods List was certainly no weakling.
Yet he truly did not know anyone named Shi Hao!
Primeval Lord of Heaven continued, "Taiyi, do you know what Shi Hao looks like?"
"I do, I do!"
Taiyi Zhenren hurriedly replied. Using his finger as a brush and the void as paper, he began sketching Hun Xiu's appearance. Utterly ordinary!
That was the best description of Hun Xiu! After Taiyi Zhenren finished drawing, he said, "Master, this is what Shi Hao looks like."
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