"You're awfully rude. What business is it of yours what I'm doing here?"
Liu Yihong did not answer Zhang Yuan directly. She slid her sharp great saber into the scabbard at her waist and replied in an even tone.
Zhang Yuan nodded slightly and silently backed away with Xie Jingxin.
It was fine if Liu Yihong did not want to tell him. At worst, he could simply keep his distance from her.
She had a murderous streak, and now she was a Foundation Establishment Celestial. If that bloodlust flared up and she attacked him and Xie Jingxin, they would be unable to stop her in their current condition.
"Where are you going?"
Seeing Zhang Yuan shift his feet, Liu Yihong curled her lips slightly and spoke.
Zhang Yuan stopped. He was quite honest about it. "I was injured in the [Underworld-Penetrating Soul-Severing Palace] and need somewhere quiet to recuperate. I'm afraid I can't keep you company."
"Oh? Injured in the [Underworld-Penetrating Soul-Severing Palace]..."
At this, Liu Yihong looked Zhang Yuan up and down. Noticing the bloodstains on his white robe and the feeble aura of Xie Jingxin in his arms, she raised an eyebrow.
"Don't tell me you were the one who caused that commotion in the [Underworld-Penetrating Soul-Severing Palace] a little while ago?"
The sun conceptual images of both worlds, the [Underworld-Penetrating Soul-Severing Palace] and the [Yin Net Tranquil-Illumination Palace], had been devoured completely. The [Prison-Warden Soul-Pitying Palace] lay on the third level, and although it had not been affected, it had sensed the disturbance in the [Underworld-Penetrating Soul-Severing Palace] directly above it most clearly.
Something major had happened in the [Underworld-Penetrating Soul-Severing Palace] not long ago.
Now Zhang Yuan claimed he had just come down from the [Underworld-Penetrating Soul-Severing Palace]. Judging solely by his penchant for stirring up