Li Hai and Yan Long exchanged a glance, and both their expressions turned grim.
Yan Long said, "Luo Jia, are you refusing to let us meet the True Monarch of Myriad Treasures?"
Luo Jia chuckled lightly. "That wasn't my intention."
Li Hai said, "Then let's ask another question. Luo Jia, is the disappearance of Li Can and Yan Ji connected to your Fire Lotus Mountain?"
Luo Jia smiled without answering and looked at Li Hai. "Senior, you're wronging us now!"
Li Hai barked coldly, "Hmph, whether we've wronged you or not, you know that best. Other than people from your Fire Lotus Mountain, who else could have such ability?"
Luo Jia smiled bitterly without speaking and shook his head. "In any case, it's impossible for you to meet my master today. I'll say the same thing again: please return, Seniors. At tomorrow's birthday celebration, you'll naturally be able to see my master!"
Li Hai and Yan Long's expressions turned cold.
Just then.
Another chilly voice rang out from the palace entrance. "Senior Yan Long of the Earth Emperor Tribe and Senior Li Hai of the Nine Li Tribe have joined forces to visit the True Monarch of Myriad Treasures, yet you're actually unwilling to let them see him!"
"What if you add our Sword Pavilion Tribe to the mix?"
As the voice rang out, a fierce sword flash, like heavenly might, swept across the entire palace.
The sword intent swept over, startling Luo Jia until his face went deathly pale. He staggered backward several steps before finally steadying himself.
Looking up, he saw an emaciated old man in a long azure robe walking in through the palace entrance. His face was expressionless, his brows and eyes naturally commanding awe, and his body radiated sword intent that stood above all living