Deep within Fuli Marsh.
Within the mysterious Underground Palace of Decaying Essence Hall.
Yuan Nanhua stood outside the Soul Tower, his arms waving as he stared at Elder Mo Gan's extinguished soul lamp, letting out roar after roar of furious rage.
"Hall Master, logically speaking, Elder Mo Gan shouldn't have fallen..." The burly man in black robes beside him stared at the extinguished soul lamp in disbelief and said hoarsely.
Yuan Nanhua's face was so gloomy it seemed as though water could drip from it.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "Elder Mo Gan was at the third level of the Void Refinement Realm. Even if several officers of the Vermilion Bird Camp surrounded him, he could have escaped! Now that he has fallen for no reason, the Vermilion Bird Guard must have dispatched someone at the level of deputy commander!"
The burly black-robed man frowned and slowly analyzed, "Hall Master, Elder Mo Gan wouldn't have been so careless, would he? If he intended to make a move, he would surely have thought thrice before acting. He would never act with a deputy commander of the Vermilion Bird Guard present."
"Could it be that there is a third party within Fuli Marsh?"
Yuan Nanhua raised a brow.
"That is highly possible..."
The burly man nodded firmly.
"Good. Let's go out and see just who dares kill an elder of Decaying Essence Hall!"
Yuan Nanhua sneered.
With that, the two quietly left the Underground Palace and entered Fuli Marsh.
This time, their target was no longer the Vermilion Bird Guard, but the search for a third-party expert.
Though Yuan Nanhua spoke ruthlessly, he was in truth an exceedingly cautious man. Thus, for safety's sake, he and the black-robed man deliberately changed into azure robes and put on bamboo hats.
They did so