"Don't mind them. Let's go." Nong Zhu waved a hand dismissively, too lazy to waste another word on those utterly shameless scoundrels. The four of them flew together toward the passage leading out of the Treasure Gathering Basin. The air was deathly silent, while Hu Changshou and Yin Baikang, who had been shouting so merrily just moments ago, watched them leave in silence.
Just as Nong Zhu and the other three reached the Treasure Gathering Basin passage and were about to leave, a shrill, eerie burst of laughter suddenly rang out from above, stopping them in their tracks. Not only them, but everyone within the Treasure Gathering Basin looked up at the sky.
"Sure enough, there's a group of Spirit Transformation stage cultivators. This must be the place." A man in green robes stood in the sky, arms folded as he stared down below and muttered to himself. Though his voice was soft, it slipped into everyone's ears below as clearly as threads of silk.
Logically speaking, the Treasure Gathering Basin was protected by a defensive formation. Those inside could see the scene outside, while those outside could see only a sea of clouds and mist below. Yet this newcomer had discovered that there was a group of Spirit Transformation stage cultivators within. That alone made him anything but ordinary.
Yin Baikang, already fuming, overlooked that point and instead flew into a rage. "Who's skulking up there?"
The newcomer was none other than Green Brow, the envoy who had come from the Underworld under Yu Ji's guidance.
Green Brow froze at those words, then let out a shrill laugh. "Are you speaking to me? What a mouth you have. Let me see who exactly it is." In truth, he could not see the people below either. However, those of the