The walls of the passage were set with exceedingly rare red Myriad-Year Fluorspar Lamps. The red light they emitted bathed the floor in blood-red hues. The lamps and the stone material of the walls were exactly the same as the scene Zhang Tie had just seen in the memory crystal.
The moment Zhang Tie entered the passage, he used the Lotus Blossom Eye to glance into its depths, and the heart that had been hanging in suspense finally settled completely.
Killing Taiyi Patriarch would be easy; Zhang Tie had only been worried that Lan Yunxi might be harmed. That single glance had put his mind at ease.
After silently following the passage several kilometers underground, Zhang Tie arrived outside a secret chamber.
The door to the secret chamber opened without a sound. Taiyi Patriarch, who had been in secluded cultivation inside, recovering his strength, abruptly opened his eyes in shock and saw Zhang Tie walk in.
"Zhang Tie..." Taiyi Patriarch nearly cried out, the expression on his face utterly spectacular.
At that moment, no words could describe Taiyi Patriarch's feelings. No matter what, he had never expected that the door to his secret chamber would open at this time and in this place—and that the person walking in would be Zhang Tie.
By all reckoning, shouldn't Zhang Tie have only just received the memory crystal he had left for him? How could he be here?
Taiyi Patriarch could never have imagined that just as he had laid out layer upon layer of plans, intending to quietly turn the tables—or at the very least make Golden Crow Hall and Zhang Tie live the rest of their lives in unrest—Zhang Tie would appear before him so heaven-defyingly, so inexplicably, arriving at this refuge far from Great Xia that only Taiyi Patriarch himself