Hanyu felt the world spinning around him. When he opened his eyes the next moment, two strange faces were staring down at him.
He knew them, at least.
It was just...
The timing was all wrong.
Wu Jiu wore a faintly mocking smile, looking ready to strike at any moment.
Jiu You's expression had darkened. He hadn't made a move yet, but the aura around him was already razor-sharp.
Hun Bugui and Shi Xiu had quietly hidden off to the side. They were the ones who'd carried Hanyu in, so naturally they'd stayed behind in the Dao Palace.
While the atmosphere up front turned downright bizarre, Shi Xiu was still whispering, "What happened? He was completely dead just now. How could he come back to life?"
It was no wonder she was shocked. When she and Hun Bugui first saw Hanyu lying face-down, they'd rushed over at once. After turning him over, they found he'd gone cold and stiff a long time ago.
Not long afterward, Wu Jiu and Jiu You had arrived together. They'd been staying in the Dao Palace for days without showing themselves, yet the moment Hanyu dropped in, they'd come out.
And the two of them seemed entirely unsurprised by Hanyu's condition. Hun Bugui had immediately wondered if they were connected to the First Hall.
Of course, that wasn't what concerned Hun Bugui most. What worried him most was that the First Hall had tossed Hanyu down from above.
What did that mean?
It damn well meant that this lunatic had barged into the Yanluo Hall's lair.
Hun Bugui had just about broken out in a cold sweat. Hanyu hadn't merely entered the Yanluo Hall's lair; he'd even come face-to-face with the First Hall.
Who knew whether this lunatic had sold him out? If he had,