"It's much nicer out here. It was really too cold in there."
Yang Ling walked out of the Frozen Wasteland and shaded his eyes with his hand. The suns in the sky were simply too dazzling.
Hearing this, Shi Haixuan and the other two gave wry smiles, unsure how to respond.
Chen Jiu glanced behind Yang Ling. Seeing no one there, a trace of bewilderment flashed through his eyes.
"Yang Ling, what happened inside?"
Yang Ling said, "Where's Division Supervisor Bai from our Myriad Manifestations Office?"
There was no sign of the White Bone Divine Lord outside.
"Division Supervisor Bai had something to attend to and left first."
Chen Jiu smiled. "Where are the others? A hundred Grandmasters went in with you. Surely you four weren't the only survivors?"
His tone grew increasingly dark, with a hint of agitation.
"The case here hasn't even been solved. Why would Division Supervisor Bai leave early?"
Yang Ling said, "That makes no sense. You need to give me a reasonable explanation."
The Third-Rank Grandmasters behind Chen Jiu exchanged glances, each seeing the gravity in the others' eyes.
First, ninety-nine percent of the Grandmasters who had entered the Frozen Wasteland were missing. Even the Grandmasters sent in by the Abyssal Beast Cavern were nowhere to be seen.
And now this Fourth Rank dared speak to a Second Rank Human Immortal like that? Something major must have happened in the Frozen Wasteland.
Chen Jiu passed over Yang Ling and began questioning Shi Haixuan and the other two.
"What happened inside?"
"..."
Shi Haixuan said, "All the Grandmasters were beheaded by Yang Ling."
In an instant, an invisible force seemed to press down on Yang Ling's body, driving him straight into the ground until only his head remained above the surface.
"What are you doing? Being