Wei Shan nodded. "I did suspect it, but in the end, I became certain that Yan Daolin had no ties to those enemies."
Su Yi asked, "Why are you so certain?"
Wei Shan said, "Yan Daolin once said that the grudges between him and Young Master would not implicate anyone else, and that he disdained killing us."
Su Yi was taken aback. "Though that Old Guy is ruthless at heart, he indeed would not do such a thing."
He understood Yan Daolin.
This man was exceedingly shrewd, yet he had always acted according to his own rules.
Even this time, when Yan Daolin had used Wei Shan as bait to force him to Raven Ridge, he had indeed harbored no intention of harming Wei Shan from beginning to end.
After chatting idly for a while longer, Su Yi suddenly asked, "Could it be that the opportunity in this Immortal Hall was also taken away by Yan Daolin long ago?"
Wei Shan said, "Exactly."
"Sure enough, I was tricked by that old bastard again."
Su Yi rubbed his brow.
He was certain that the moment he walked out of this Immortal Hall, the experts of the three major camps waiting outside would surely conclude that he had obtained the opportunity within!
This was undoubtedly pinning an enormous black pot on his back, one he could not shake off no matter what.
After all, who would believe that this Immortal Hall held no opportunities at all?
"Wait here for now."
As Su Yi spoke, he headed straight out of the main hall.
Outside the Immortal Hall, black clouds hung like a curtain, and a Blood-colored Thunder vortex loomed high overhead.
The experts from the Azure Luan Spirit Clan, the Star River Divine Sect, and the Ancient Clan Yu were all waiting