In the forest, a mirror surfaced, and a figure slowly fell out of it. It was Yin Jiao.
Before long, the Black and White Twin Swords flew over from afar. They immediately guarded his side like the most loyal sentries.
"Zhao Wumian, that detestable woman!"
"Brother, I already told you. Plotting with that woman is no different from bargaining with a tiger. She relies on being a Tianzun Disciple and doesn't take the engagement seriously at all."
The voice came from a blurry figure within the mirror.
Yin Jiao gave a soft snort. "Zhao Wumian went to such lengths to bring over someone with a Spatial Divine Ability. It shouldn't be simply for cultivation. Speaking of cultivation environments, that ruin belonging to the Zhao Group is the best in the entire Alliance."
"Brother, look."
The figure in the mirror slowly waved its hand.
Another mirror immediately appeared before Yin Jiao. The scene reflected upon it was clearly the river valley of the Hou Yi Tribe. A gray-feathered youth was suspended in midair.
Yin Jiao's brows furrowed. He mused, "When I attacked the Stone Chamber just now, Zhao Wumian rarely revealed such anger and panic. I imagine this youth was at a crucial point in his cultivation inside the Stone Chamber. Judging by the situation, something must have gone wrong."
The blurry voice in the mirror suddenly let out a sinister laugh. "Looks like it'll be even harder for you to marry this woman."
Yin Jiao did not take it to heart. Speaking of women, he instead thought of Tantai Pingjing. His expression immediately darkened. Tantai Pingjing's earlier prophecy had left him wary.
It had indeed been dangerous. Without his younger brother Yin Hong's special ability secretly assisting him, he might already have ended up kneeling before that terrifying and bizarre