Soul Severing Ridge.
Inside a palace.
Gu Ziming waited anxiously.
Suddenly, ripples spread through the void, and a figure appeared out of thin air.
He wore a fiery red Daoist robe, with a face as fair as carved jade. It was Huo Yao.
"Martial Uncle!"
Gu Ziming stepped forward in delighted surprise and bowed in greeting.
"No need for nonsense. Tell me what happened earlier."
Huo Yao spoke indifferently.
With his hands behind his back, he stood ramrod straight. Every gesture carried an air of transcendence.
That manner faintly resembled Su Yi's by three parts.
Yet although Huo Yao appeared calm, whenever his eyes opened and closed, they inadvertently revealed an intimidating aura of overbearing arrogance.
"Yes!"
Gu Ziming did not dare hesitate and recounted everything that had happened.
After listening carefully, fiery excitement flickered in the depths of Huo Yao's eyes.
Surrounded by four figures of the Profound Darkness Realm, yet still able to turn the winds and clouds with one hand and withdraw calmly; moreover, with Spirit Wheel Realm cultivation, he had carved a bloody path through a host of emperors!
Looking across heaven and earth, surveying all of antiquity to the present, such a heaven-defying feat was absolutely unprecedented!
"Where did that boy flee to?"
Huo Yao did not ask about any more details and went straight to the point.
Gu Ziming hurriedly took out a round, crimson jade disc and presented it with both hands. "Martial Uncle, when I fought Su Yi earlier, I left a trace of Shadowless Incense dust on him. With this Shadowless Disc, you can sense Su Yi's whereabouts."
Huo Yao nodded slightly and raised a hand to take the crimson jade disc.
Just as he was about to leave, he seemed to recall something. Looking at Gu Ziming, he said, "Have