Outside the Azure Jade Palace, the night was deep.
All was silent among the mountains, save for the cold wind howling through the valleys like the echo of a piercing horn.
Perhaps the perception of the Heavenly Realm was simply too keen. Just looking at the purple-robed figure on the summit ahead inexplicably made Ao Changsheng's heart race.
How strange.
Could this man truly know nothing about the situation in the Northern Netherworld Domain? Otherwise, how could he fail to recognize this Dark-Gold Dragon Robe belonging to the master of the Myriad Nether Palace?
If he recognized it, why would he come here to throw himself into the net?!
He was not the only one. Shen Wu, beside him, felt the same.
When she saw the handsome young man who had haunted her every waking thought and dream standing on the summit, a rare hint of astonishment surfaced in her silver-white slit pupils.
"Lu... Lu Yuan?!"
Clearly, this elder of the Azure Jade Palace had never expected the man they had gone to such lengths to find to appear here without the slightest attempt at concealment.
Shen Wu's heart suddenly pounded wildly. The expression on her face swiftly faded, replaced by unparalleled killing intent.
She stared fixedly at that purple-robed figure, her chest heaving.
For a moment, deathly silence fell over heaven and earth.
The next instant, a radiant Ten-Thousand-Foot Bright Moon suddenly rose among the mountains!
Boom—
In an instant, vast demonic power poured into Shen Wu's body. The pristine moonlight stood out starkly against the night, illuminating her face and its almost twisted smile!
"You damned bastard! You dare deliver yourself to my door?!"
In truth, even without the master of the Myriad Nether Palace beside her, Shen Wu would still have been confident of defeating him!
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