Yellow Sand Secret Realm

Within the Yellow Sand Secret Realm.

After looking around, Sha Wujiang found no other figures.

Though he felt uncomfortable and wanted to finish the transaction as quickly as possible, he still restrained himself.

This was not the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Every time, the Mortal Cultivators of the Huangfu Clan arrived a little later than he did.

Though he had wanted to lose his temper, they greeted him warmly every time.

Moreover, the Nine Mystic Illusion Spirit Grass was the most urgent task His Highness Minghong had assigned him.

Though he did not know what use the Nine Mystic Illusion Spirit Grass had, he knew that His Highness Minghong valued this spirit herb greatly.

Thus, every time, the matter had simply been let go!

Likewise, he knew how little manpower the Huangfu Immortal Clan had. Being a little late was understandable!

After all!

If he ruined His Highness's plans, even being skinned and having his tendons pulled out would not be impossible.

He had deeply tasted His Highness Minghong's cruelty, but if the task was done well, the rewards would certainly be generous.

As a result, serving under His Highness Minghong filled him with both worry and delight!

After the time it took to burn an incense stick.

Sha Wujiang frowned as he gazed into the distance.

"By my reckoning, it should be about time!"

Sure enough!

Just then!

Sha Wujiang's gaze sharpened. A faint ripple appeared in the distance, spreading outward like ripples across a lake's surface.

A figure emerged as though breaking through water and entered the secret realm.

The ripples behind that figure continued to undulate with steady fluctuations, identical to those behind him, without the slightest difference.

The moment Huangfu Lin entered the secret realm, he saw Sha Wujiang standing in the