Ling Mu let out a breath. It wasn't Cheng Feng's fault. How could she expect him to deal with someone even the Lotus Venerable's treasure couldn't trap? "Search for her immediately. Spread out and look. By the way, where's Tianjian Mansion? Why hasn't anyone from Tianjian Mansion come?"
Xiao Lian clenched her fist. "Tianjian Mansion is responsible for dealing with the Dark Sons, yet they let Brother Cheng Feng get into danger. They must be reprimanded!"
Even without Xiao Lian saying so, Ling Mu would have done exactly that. Tu Shuangshuang had come all the way here, yet Tianjian Mansion hadn't received a single scrap of news. They were utterly useless. Tianjian Mansion might not have a good reputation, but it should at least be of some use.
After this was over, she would definitely report the matter to the Lotus Venerable and make sure Tianjian Mansion was properly dealt with.
Meanwhile, on a planet covered in green corrosive liquid, Lu Yin came to a stop, giving nothing away. Behind him, a dark shadow appeared, twisting the void, then stopped without moving.
"You've been following me for quite some time. What do you want?" Lu Yin asked.
"Who are you?" The shadow behind him spoke.
The voice struck Lu Yin like a thunderclap. It was so familiar—far too familiar. It was the Witch Spirit God.
Lu Yin hadn't expected the one following him to be the Witch Spirit God. No, more precisely, it was the Witch Spirit God's clone in Illusory God Space-Time. An investigation into a single Cheng Feng had brought out even a clone of one of the Seven Gods Heaven.
He turned around and stared at the shadow. Sure enough, it wasn't human, but a bizarre doll—the Witch Spirit God's doll.
In the Fifth Continent, the Witch