"Hmm, that's strange."
A moment later, Zhu Huangxi furrowed her brow and gently waved her right hand. The divination array before her abruptly vanished.
She found it very strange. With her abilities, she had still failed to discover any useful clues.
The reason for Duanmu Hua's death seemed to be shrouded in an invisible fog. Even she could not grasp a single trace of his fate.
If not for her formidable strength and lofty status, she might have already forgotten that a person named Duanmu Hua had ever existed.
"Interesting. Very interesting..."
A flicker of surprise crossed Zhu Huangxi's eyes, but she soon returned to her calm composure.
"Very interesting indeed. Even I can't divine the Heavenly Secrets and find my opponent. It seems a Supreme of the same realm really did strike. My earlier guess was correct."
When she had first learned of Duanmu Hua's death, Zhu Huangxi had already more or less anticipated what had happened. She had guessed that his death was no accident, but that someone of the same rank had killed him. Now, she was certain.
After all.
Even she could not divine how Duanmu Hua had died. Anyone capable of concealing the Heavenly Secrets to this degree had to be a powerful being on her level.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Even so.
Zhu Huangxi wasn't the least bit vexed. She simply raised her right hand again. Her five fingers danced, and endless runes shifted across her fingertips.
If she couldn't find any trace of Duanmu Hua, then she would see what she could learn about Zhu Fengyue.
This time, Zhu Huangxi's target was Zhu Fengyue. As the Vermilion Bird Holy Land's Saintess, Zhu Fengyue bore a wisp of the Vermilion Bird Flame's origin mark that Zhu Huangxi had once bestowed upon her,