"R-Report, Holy Lord, we have found the whereabouts of the man in that portrait. He appeared in Windwhisper City a few days ago."
Just then, another disciple clad in black-and-white robes hurried into the main hall, dropped to his knees rigidly before Yan Yu, and cried out.
"Oh? Windwhisper City? Then my task has conveniently been completed as well."
The corners of Yan Yu's lips lifted slightly. Now that there was news, his task was complete. He only hoped that invincible being had not noticed any clues and would not trace the matter back to him.
Being able to remain safe and sound after offending several Golden Immortal factions was enough to show how powerful that person was. He simply could not afford to provoke someone like that.
"Holy Lord, there is another piece of bad news."
At that moment, the disciple below raised his head, his expression hesitant.
"Speak. What kind of manner is this, hemming and hawing like an old woman?"
Yan Yu shot the disciple a glare and said coldly. Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he did not blame him too severely.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, if an ordinary disciple dared play such little games before him, a minor punishment would have been unavoidable.
"Yes, yes, yes. That waste from the Wang Family, Wang Tian, has returned. Moreover, he has leapt in a single bound to become a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal expert, and that waste has just become the Wang Family's patriarch."
"Now he has even unilaterally declared war on the Yin-Yang Sacred Land. Many of our affiliated forces outside have already been uprooted by the Wang Family's affiliated forces."
After finishing, the disciple cautiously raised his head, wanting to see his Holy Lord's reaction. At this moment, however, his Holy Lord was