In front of the Palace stood a huge stone chair, upon which sat a long-haired man. In truth, Yan Chihuo could not tell whether this person was male or female, for the long hair completely concealed the face.
Yan Chihuo guessed that this must be the Heaven's Equal King, and naturally assumed he was a man. Yet he did not dare use his Spiritual Eye. The Heaven's Equal King was one of the foremost figures in the Netherworld; if he alerted him, there would be no way Yan Chihuo could take that intelligence away.
Jiao Lin stepped forward, prostrated himself, and said, "Jiao Lin of the Welcoming Fragrance Sect, together with his disciples, pays respects to Your Highness."
The long-haired man said, "You've finally come. What kind of spirit wine have you brought this time?" The Heaven's Equal King's voice was lazy and languid, yet it seemed to carry a magical force that made people submit willingly.
Yan Chihuo was secretly astonished. This was not merely due to the Heaven's Equal King's strength, but also because of Jiao Lin and his three disciples' methods. After all, anyone who could resist this technique of the Heaven's Equal King was no simple figure. Even Yan Chihuo himself might not have been able to withstand it if he had not cultivated the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations.
But on second thought, the Heaven's End King likely already knew of this technique of the Heaven's Equal King and had corresponding countermeasures. Otherwise, the subordinates he had sent could never have lain in ambush so close to the Heaven's Equal King.
Jiao Lin said, "This time, I have brought Seven Yin Spirit Wine, recently brewed by our Welcoming Fragrance Sect."
The Heaven's Equal King said again, "Seven Yin Spirit Wine? This is the first time I've heard