In the distance, that exquisite pretty face lowered her head, her expression complicated.
Li Fuyou!
That peerless sword cultivator who had once charged into this Ancient Battlefield with sword in hand had actually returned!!
This time... what was he planning to do?
"If you dare deceive me, then when I return, don't blame me for completely ruining the only face you have left."
Su Yi spoke calmly.
Yes, that exquisite pretty face was nothing but a face floating in midair, utterly bizarre.
And throughout this mountain, there were no shortage of similar bizarre creatures.
"This Concubine knows full well how formidable your methods are, my lord. I would never dare utter even a single lie."
The exquisite, pretty face replied tremulously.
Su Yi said nothing more and turned to leave.
Only after watching his figure disappear did the exquisite pretty face let out a long breath, as though a heavy burden had been lifted.
"Mei Furen, was that man really Li Fuyou?"
A huge, blood-filled mouth suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, countless worms wriggling within it.
"Yes, wasn't Li Fuyou said to have died long ago? How could he have come back to life?"
A shrill, ear-piercing voice came from a crack in a distant rock. Vaguely visible within that crevice was a skeletal palm glowing faintly.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness. I sensed long ago that fellow was no simple matter and didn't rashly make a move. Otherwise... the consequences would have been far too terrifying."
For a time, voices rose one after another from all across the mountain.
Without question, they were all ancient divine evils sealed within this mountain!
And they clearly all knew of Li Fuyou. As they discussed him, they appeared incomparably wary.
"If that man were not Li Fuyou, why would I have been