Nine Gates Yin Ruins

" Oh? Please, Senior, go on..."

The moment Li Yan heard this, he perked up.

Prince Ying's Estate had already fallen, and the people left behind would not escape unscathed. Even if they knew nothing about the Pan Peach Gathering, the evil deeds they had committed over the years and the people they had offended would all erupt at once. It was a true case of the tree falling and the monkeys scattering, the wall collapsing and everyone pushing it down.

The same went for the Pan Peach Gathering.

The powerful and influential people inside who had eaten people to extend their lives were dead, and their families, young and old, would not escape the reckoning either.

But this matter was far from over.

The true masterminds behind the scenes—whether Zhao Qingxu or Kong Hui—had not been caught...

Refining the "Pan Peaches" required boys and girls, but no one knew where the ritual site was...

Jianmu was in the capital. There was absolutely more than one arrangement like the Pan Peach Gathering, or it would not have abandoned the place so cleanly...

Perhaps the only benefit was that with the powerful figures of the Pan Peach Gathering dead, they could no longer borrow the imperial court's power to deal with them.

The Night-Traveling God was one of Jianmu's arrangements.

After the demonic qi of the demon-god Liu Yuanheng had infected it, Li Yan had searched every City God Temple in the capital, yet found nothing.

He had never expected this fox immortal to find a lead...

"Don't rush."

Hu Yuanyuan took a few more puffs of her hand-rolled tobacco. "This old immortal is only making a guess."

"Have you ever heard the saying, 'When the third watch's gong sounds, the third watch's lanterns shine'?"

Li Yan frowned slightly. "Isn't it