Xu Yi ignored Tu Wuming and said in a low voice, "I know this man. Back when I toppled Eastern Judgment Prefecture, I encountered him and suffered a considerable loss at his hands. I think he was called Lei Chiyan. But there's no reason for him to come here. Even if he wanted to harm me, he had no need to kill Chu Suiyi, Lang Tianyun, and Jiang Xiaofo. I can't make sense of it. I really can't..."
As he spoke, Xu Yi shook his head.
Tu Wuming seemed to have seized a lifeline. "What do you have to say now? Even if I don't know this man, you yourself can't explain why he would harm Lang Tianyun and the others. What do you have to say now? Great King, things have come to this. This case is full of mysteries. We should postpone judgment."
The Golden Roc Demon King said coldly, "There's no need to postpone it. Now that we know his name and that he's from the Yin Court, we can find out with a simple investigation."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Golden Roc Demon King waved his hand. A golden ring appeared in midair and spun several times before a screen of light emerged. He pointed at it, and the light flickered. In barely a hundred breaths, information appeared on the screen: a portrait accompanied by a long block of text.
The person in the portrait was none other than the figure in all thirteen paintings: Lei Chiyan.
The text was clearly an intelligence report, detailing everything about Lei Chiyan.
"Lei Chiyan, male, age unknown, cultivation between the second and third realms of the Ghost Immortal stage. A rising figure who has made a name for himself. A little over two months ago,