Nameless Underground Palace entrance.
"Mm—"
Wang Yu, in his invisible state, suddenly turned to look in one direction. The Crescent Moon Mark in his eyes stood out sharply, and he lowered his head again to ponder for quite a while.
"Has internal strife broken out...?"
Left with no choice, he could only pursue them first and see what was happening. In an environment like this, the Grand Yin Nether Eye worked even better than he had imagined.
Zhuo Wenshi's Soul Fire was as conspicuous as a full moon in the black night.
Before long, the zombies returned to their coffins.
The Cyan Nether Aurora vanished from the area in an instant.
Elsewhere.
Having just burrowed out of the earth, Zhuo Wenshi shivered from the chill seeping through her body. As she frowned and surveyed her surroundings, she took out one shattered Jade Token after another.
"They're all dead? Since when did Zhuo Shouqing have such capable people under him?"
As she pondered, she suddenly recalled the man invested in by the Rebellious Spirit Three Young Masters. After returning to the Saint Sect Mountain Gate several years ago, he had caused quite a stir.
But merely considering it made her feel it was impossible.
How many years had that fellow named Wang Yu been in Core Formation? At most, he would be at the Core Formation Second Layer. He probably had not even refined his Life-Bound Magic Treasure or Divine Ability yet.
How could he possibly be a match for Zhuo Clan cultivators?
"Could he be from the Yu Family or the Zuoqiu Family? Is that why he wants to wipe us all out here?"
Did he not want the truth of borrowing foreign clan forces to be exposed?
Zhuo Wenshi sneered.
No matter how she considered it, this was the