Heavenly Martial Divine Mountain.
This was one of the foremost blessed mountains in the Great Wilderness World.
Five hundred years ago, Bi Mo, the eldest disciple of the Xuan Jun Sword Master, had founded the Profound Abyss Alliance atop this mountain, shocking the world in one stroke.
"Still no news of my Junior Brother Ye Luo?"
Inside a great hall, Bi Mo stood with his hands behind his back and asked casually.
He was tall and imposing, clad in a plain, wide-sleeved robe. Even standing at ease, he resembled a towering mountain that could not be shaken.
"Reporting to you, my lord, the pieces we planted in the Netherworld are already investigating and gathering information on the Burial Dao Nether Soil. I believe definite news will return before long."
Within the hall, a gaunt old servant spoke respectfully.
"In my view, Junior Brother Ye Luo is unlikely to return."
Bi Mo let out a soft sigh.
"My lord, Lord Ye Luo may have encountered some difficulty and be unable to free himself for the moment."
The old servant spoke in a low voice.
Bi Mo's gaze flickered as he murmured, "With his methods, if he wished to flee for his life, there were practically none in the Netherworld who could stop him. Since he has refused to return for so long, there must naturally be... another reason."
By the end, his voice had become low and heavy.
"Could it be that Master has already noticed something?"
The old servant could not help asking.
Bi Mo's expression shifted uncertainly. After a long while, he waved his hand and said, "You would not understand even if I told you. Go tell martial sister Jin Kui to come see me."
"Yes."
The old servant accepted the order and departed.
Only Bi Mo remained