"Wait, it really could be offended?" Qin Luo was stunned when he heard the voice, then murmured under his breath.
Because that voice was unmistakably a woman's!
Her voice carried a cool, aloof air, enough for one to picture a beautiful middle-aged woman.
Of course, Qin Luo did not need to imagine it at all.
He controlled the Soul-Burying King's tomb, and he could see a beautiful woman appearing before him.
This woman exuded a cold, imposing aura. Her figure and face were both peerless.
But she was simply too cold!
Her gaze turned in Li Mufeng's direction, as though it could pierce through the mausoleum itself.
"How long have I been asleep?"
"Didn't I remember that I had already died?"
"But that is not important. First, I will rescue my disciples. We can speak of everything else afterward!"
She leaped up, trying to break free from this mausoleum, but she discovered that she could not do it—not even a little.
This place had been sealed by someone.
"It can actually trap this king? Good, very good. I would like to see how long you can keep me trapped!" She sat cross-legged above the tomb, closed her eyes, and began breaking the restriction imprisoning her.
Inside the Human Emperor Banner, Li Mufeng, who had already fallen into despair, was utterly dumbfounded upon hearing that voice.
That voice did not belong to the ancestor of his Soul-Seizing Sect, and the Soul-Seizing Sect's ancestor could not possibly have appeared here.
Then who was it?
This was the burial ground of the Soul-Burying King. She had just called herself this king, so could she be the Soul-Burying King?
At that thought, Li Mufeng's breathing became rapid.
"Ancestor, save me! Save me!"
Qin Luo had not expected Li Mufeng to be able to contact