Seeing those two humans swagger out of the City Lord's [Realm of No Life], the entire Great Hall fell into stunned silence in an instant.
The Netherworld Female Immortals waiting in line all instinctively wore deeply puzzled expressions.
That human had been tortured by so many of their sisters. How could he still walk around, let alone have an aura that seemed even stronger than before?
And "Chengzheng" and the other four sisters still hadn't come out. How could these two humans...
At that thought, one of the Netherworld Female Immortals called out coldly, "Stop!"
"How did you get out?"
"Where are Sister Chengzheng and the others?"
Hearing this, Pei Ling stopped. His embroidered skirt shifted slightly, and "Mogui" stopped right behind him.
Pei Ling's expression was unruffled. He swept his gaze across the entire Great Hall. Smoke-colored skirts billowed, ink-dark eyes shone like stars, and the bone curtain hung quietly above the steps. Behind it, everything was empty and still, without a trace of anyone's presence.
The Golden Immortal of the Wraith Tribe had already left.
As for the remaining Dao Governing Immortal Officials of the Wraith Tribe...
Well, he had already fought them all, and not one of them was his match!
If he left now, it would be incredibly easy.
However, the spirit of the Nine Souls Blade on his back had fallen into the hands of the Wraith Tribe. He had to get it back first!
Just then, Pei Ling suddenly sensed that the number of his chess pieces had increased by one!
All the previous pieces were still intact; none had fallen. Yet another new piece had appeared... The same thing had happened yesterday!
The number of pieces he could sense now had reached ten, not counting himself!
However, he was in the Netherworld and