In Soul-Repelling City, inside another magnificent palace.
Venerable Yuming sat with his eyes closed, resting his mind. Ever since the incident involving Venerable Golden Swan, he had rarely left this palace, and had not even returned to the Astral Mystery Sect's Astral Mystery Mountain.
But a moment later, his brows drew together slightly, and he opened his eyes again.
He discovered a handsome man in a brocade robe standing a short distance in front of him.
Feeling that intimidating gaze, Venerable Yuming hurriedly cupped his hands.
"Yu Ming pays his respects to Martial Uncle. What brings you here so suddenly today? Your martial nephew did not even have time to welcome you." Yu Ming's words were flattering, but the gesture of his hands showed little respect.
His words also hinted that Sage Lord Chen Yuan had arrived uninvited.
Although Lin Xuanhai of the Heavenly Sea Sect had been responsible for Jin Hong's death back then, how could Yu Ming not know what part his martial uncle had played?
"No need for such courtesy, Martial Nephew Yuming!" Sage Lord Chen Yuan found a nearby seat and sat down himself, unconcerned about whether it was the seat of honor.
With worry on his face, he said:
"Martial Nephew, you should know that the cultivation method I practice grants me a certain ability to sense things. I have often felt uneasy lately. I fear someone intends to harm Junior Brother Soul Destroyer. As his disciple, you should understand how important this tribulation is..."
"Martial Uncle, of course I understand. But I do not know where my master is in seclusion either. I can only disappoint you." Venerable Yuming sighed.
His gaze was calm, his tone unhurried.
Sage Lord Chen Yuan widened his eyes and watched him for a while, but could find no