"Boom!"
A tremendous crash rang out, raising clouds of dust that filled the sky.
Yuanshi's Evil Corpse, who had nearly been struck, stared at Ancestral Witch Zhurong with an icy gaze.
Yet Zhurong acted as though he had noticed nothing and even turned the accusation back on him:
"Couldn't you pick a better place to wait for me next time? I nearly crashed into you."
A flash of anger crossed the eyes of Yuanshi's Evil Corpse.
Then he asked coldly:
"Where is Lin Tian?"
"Didn't you say you would abduct him?"
Zhurong once again regarded Yuanshi's Evil Corpse with the indulgent gaze one might give an idiot, then said:
"Are you stupid?"
"I was only gone for a little while. How could I have tied up Lin Tian and brought him here already?"
"I came back to tell you not to bother with all those schemes. After a while, Lin Tian and Houtu will go sightseeing at the Netherworld Blood Sea."
Upon hearing Zhurong's words, the first thought in Yuanshi's Evil Corpse's mind was, Zhurong is pulling my leg!
What kind of mind would even think of going sightseeing at the Netherworld Blood Sea?
Seeing the utter disbelief on the face of Yuanshi's Evil Corpse, Ancestral Witch Zhurong inwardly curled his lip.
This Evil Corpse incarnation of that mongrel Saint Yuanshi actually doesn't believe me?
For once, I told him the truth, and he still doesn't believe me.
Little Sister Houtu told me this herself.
This mongrel Evil Corpse incarnation of Yuanshi deserves to be schemed to death.
At that moment, Ancestral Witch Zhurong dearly wanted to insist that he was telling the truth.
But just as he was about to speak, Ancestral Witch Dijiang's instructions resurfaced in his mind.
Zhurong immediately shut his mouth, then turned and left, leaving