Xiang Yuan

In the Extreme North, within a snow valley, the four departed. A cold wind swept past, and whirling snow blurred their eyes.

In the Golden Radiance Imperial Dynasty's sacred hall, the Golden Radiance Emperor stood before the dragon throne, his eyes fixed on the distance as glimmers of light flashed continuously within them.

"Golden Radiance Emperor."

As the voice rang out, the void twisted, and a shadowy figure shrouded in black mist appeared. A powerful aura surged forth, making the entire hall tremble.

"Palace Lord."

The Golden Radiance Emperor spoke slowly.

"Wrong. Acting Palace Lord."

The newcomer replied calmly.

Hearing this, the Golden Radiance Emperor narrowed his eyes but did not dwell on the matter. "May I ask why the Acting Palace Lord has come?"

"I wish to know the identity of the man who fought the thirteen Underworld Emissaries of our hall," the Acting Palace Lord of the Underworld Palace said indifferently from within the black mist.

"The Ninth Son of Ink Sect," the Golden Radiance Emperor answered truthfully.

"Oh?"

The Acting Palace Lord of the Underworld Palace was slightly surprised. "Ink Lord's disciple? Merely ninth in rank, yet he possesses such ability?"

"Heroes rise from the young. Acting Palace Lord, I have handed such an excellent furnace cauldron over to you. Shouldn't the Underworld Palace raise its price somewhat?" the Golden Radiance Emperor said evenly.

"Whether he is worth such a price will have to wait until he is captured," the Acting Palace Lord of the Underworld Palace replied, unmoved.

"It seems the Underworld Palace failed this time," the Golden Radiance Emperor said, showing no surprise.

"Some accidents did occur. I will send others. I hope the Underworld Palace and the Golden Radiance Imperial Dynasty will have a pleasant cooperation this time."

"Of course."

The Golden Radiance Emperor