"Who injured you? To think they could detect the gaze of the Endless Double Pupils."
A cold voice came from beside him. There stood a graceful figure, voluptuous and curvaceous, clad in a black dress slit up the hem to reveal a pair of snowy-white legs. Her features were exquisite, yet faintly sinister, and her skin was excessively pale.
Death Hell's ultimate supreme, Yin Xianluo!
She was suspected to be the discarded shell of some great figure. Death qi had later nurtured within her, giving rise to intelligence, yet she still belonged to the dead. Her expression was cold and placid, devoid of any emotion, like a pool of icy water.
Death Hell's ultimate supremes had likewise gathered their people and were discussing the search for pure blood.
Earlier, they had also had Dorgon use the Endless Double Pupils to observe the Life Royal Court through the seawater, but nothing unusual had appeared. Only now, when this dangerous anomaly emerged, did they realize that the information Dorgon had gathered before had been deceived.
It was clearly too late now to stop the Life Royal Court and the others.
"It was Jian Xinhen! They've all entered the Third Realm already." Dorgon gritted his teeth and raised a hand to wipe away a trace of blood from between his brows. Wariness surfaced in his eyes.
He looked toward a shadowy figure not far away and could not help saying, "Jian Xinhen of the Life Royal Court has unusual methods, and his strength has risen incredibly quickly. I suspect he is close to your level!"
Countless dead souls surrounded that shadowy figure, as though wherever he went became a kingdom of death, negative power corroding everything around him.
Yet his own towering skeleton was as white as jade, draped in white-gold robes. Faint