"Tell me everything you know, in detail. Where exactly has Masked Man ever set foot?"
The Mediocre Death God truly had no options left. Why did Qin Xi keep pressing him like this?
He paused for a very long time. No one else spoke either; they simply stared straight at the Mediocre Death God.
He looked at Qin Xi and said, "In the past, there were caves in the mountains, and ordinary-looking houses that seemed unremarkable, but beneath those houses, half underground, we also had our own places to stay."
In truth, Qin Xi had already begun to think of these things long ago.
But where exactly would Masked Man be now?
What kind of footholds did he have in the Human Realm?
Qin Xi looked directly at the Mediocre Death God and said, "Then tell me where Masked Man's former footholds in the Human Realm were."
Qin Xi wanted to know about the other party's locations in the Human Realm. Perhaps, if they had not moved elsewhere, they could launch a surprise attack, and maybe they really could capture him. When the Mediocre Death God heard this, he froze at once.
At Qin Xi's words, his breathing even became extremely light. He stared blankly at Qin Xi. Could Masked Man already be in the Human Realm now?
He truly found it somewhat unbelievable. Could his master also be in the Human Realm now?
Daoist Yangmei watched him stand there motionless, as if he did not want to tell them.
He looked at Qin Xi and said, "It seems the cultivation method I used on him just now wasn't especially deep, or perhaps its ability has already faded. Let me try again."
After Daoist Yangmei said this, he once again walked toward the inside of the Great Mystic Iron Cage.