Great Tang's Hidden Peril

This Little Friend Realm was the most peculiar.

Either the other party's cultivation was weak, but they had an imposing figure behind them whom no one dared offend, so their elders treated them politely and called them "Little Friend" out of consideration for their background.

Or they had peerless talent, enough to earn people's admiration.

Or perhaps they were on good terms with someone. Even if their cultivation surpassed their own, they were so young that they could lean on a little old affection and use their seniority to cozy up to them.

Lin Feiyan's eyes flickered.

This old man had been locked in a Southern Immortal Palace dungeon, and his cultivation looked thoroughly ordinary.

Yet, facing Guest Elder Jiang, who could casually suppress and kill even an Eight-Child Great Demon, he'd naturally called her "Little Friend Jiang."

Could it be...

That old man was an old acquaintance of Guest Elder Jiang?

And one with deep ties to her?

No wonder Guest Elder Jiang had come straight to this dark dungeon.

She'd come to rescue an old friend.

At the thought, Lin Feiyan looked at True Lord Xuanyang with newfound courtesy.

Ancestor Xuanming, meanwhile, had gone completely rigid.

He abruptly turned his head and stared at True Lord Xuanyang beside him, then whipped around in shock to look at the white-robed figure outside the cell.

Jiang Yuechu?!

Those three words landed in his ears like thunder from a clear sky.

He'd never seen her face, but how could he not have heard of her name?!

But... no... wait!

How could it be Jiang Yuechu?!

Ancestor Xuanming's eyes were wide, his breathing ragged as he stared helplessly at the stunning young woman.

They were all World-Breakers, and they had all fallen into Cloud Dream Haven... so why had he and Xuanyang