On the boundless River of Forgetfulness.
With a muffled bang, a burst of air exploded in midair.
Feeling the barely perceptible tremor emitted by the Soul Locking Bell at his waist, Qian Huan adjusted his direction as he flew.
Before long, a gray stone bridge came into view.
Qian Huan swiftly scanned the area and discovered that, besides the Yin Nether Insects, a group of Ghost Soldiers was walking across the stone bridge.
"Finally caught up."
He heaved a sigh of relief, immediately flew onto the bridge, and hurried after them.
Qian Huan knew that these Ghost Soldiers were Living Gods who had signed the Deification Contract. They all came from Feng'an City.
Like him, the person he sought had used Substitute the plum for the peach and was hiding among those hundred-odd Ghost Soldiers.
Holding a white jade bell, Qian Huan discreetly glanced ahead. Soon, a tall young man in fitted gray clothing entered his sight.
The other man had casually tied his hair into a topknot with a Black Cord, with two locks of black hair hanging beside his forehead. A faintly mocking expression hung on his otherwise ordinary face. At that moment, he was speaking quietly with the Short Black-clad Man beside him.
Not Lu Liang?
Did Feng'an City really know that Qingyang City was preparing to create a second King Wuyou? Were they heading to the mortal world this time to sabotage the plan?
Qian Huan concealed his emotions and once again glanced toward the Gray-clad Youth.
Then he discovered that the two men, who had been standing there just moments ago, had abruptly vanished!
His heart jolted. He instinctively raised his head to search, but a sinister voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Me?"
The next instant, an expressionless face