"Answer my questions, or I won't mind throwing these Gu Insects onto you. Believe me, they don't just look frightening. Their abilities match their hideous appearance." Shen Luo's gaze was cold.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Gu Insects lunged forward, wrapping the golden barrier in layer upon layer. They kept burrowing inward, seemingly unable to wait to attack Lin Xinyue.
"No, don't! I'll talk." Lin Xinyue's face turned deathly pale. Profoundly grateful for the golden barrier around her, she spoke hastily.
Shen Luo could not help laughing inwardly. In truth, even if Lin Xinyue refused to talk, he would not do anything to her out of consideration for Bai Xiaotian. He had only meant to frighten her, but it seemed these hideous insects were far more intimidating to women than he had expected.
"Go ahead." He beckoned with one hand. All the Gu Insects stopped burrowing, but none moved away.
"I came to ask you something. Fellow Daoist Shen, were you the one who fought Yuan Zui on the island earlier?" Seeing those disgusting Gu Insects stop, Lin Xinyue regained some composure and spoke. Then, noticing Shen Luo's gaze turn cold again, she hastily added an explanation.
Shen Luo's pupils contracted slightly. That tall, middle-aged man really was Yuan Zui, the master of the Body Refining Altar. But why had the Yuan Zui he encountered beside the Nether River been so weak that Shen Luo, then only at the Soul Condensation Stage, had killed him?
Could the one I killed that day have been something like a puppet? Did Yuan Zui possess such an ability?
The more Shen Luo thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Back then, the Body Refining Altar had been working with the Jing River Dragon King and a mysterious figure from the