The two cultivators who appeared silently at the main hall's entrance included Yun Chao and another young man who looked only about thirty years old.
The young cultivator was tall and powerfully built, with a broad back and a bear-like waist. He looked exceptionally sturdy.
He did not release much of his aura, but the moment he stood at the entrance, two cold gazes shot from his eyes and swiftly swept across the hall.
His gaze finally landed on Zhang Yi and Ru Chengji, immediately sending a chill through their hearts.
They naturally knew who this young man was, as well as the things this Old Ancestor—who looked ordinary but was renowned for his ruthless cruelty—had always done.
Now that this Mahayana cultivator, whom the many great powers of the True Ghost Realm respectfully called Ancestor Bingzhe, had arrived in the You Sen Realm, whoever or whichever faction had killed that half-spirit would inevitably find it difficult to settle the matter peacefully.
"Which half-spirit has run into trouble?" the young man asked directly, his gaze icy.
"This one!" Zhang Yi said no more. He simply flashed aside, revealing the square table behind him to the young cultivator.
"This is the half-spirit from Mount Wuyou. It seems my Star Soul Pavilion now owes Mount Wuyou a favor... Hm? Why has another half-spirit shown signs of something wrong?"
Ancestor Bingzhe glanced at the square table and spoke without hesitation. But as soon as he finished, his gaze suddenly fell on another square table, and he immediately let out a soft exclamation.
"Old Ancestor, those half-spirits sometimes appear somewhat weak, which causes the jade plaques here to undergo changes in aura. After some time, everything returns to normal. Although this half-spirit's condition is somewhat more pronounced than what usually occurs, it should not