Ye Han's eyes snapped open. He immediately sensed a middle-aged cultivator emerging from one of the passages, clad in armor that shimmered with gray light and was covered in mysterious, profound runes. His face was somewhat pale and aged, and his triangular eyes stared in surprise at the Great Dragon-Trapping Formation and Little Heaven-Covering Formation Ye Han had set up.
Upon closer inspection, Ye Han discovered that the sinister aura emanating from this middle-aged cultivator felt strangely familiar. Then he suddenly noticed that the man's right hand was missing...
Damn it! The owner of that severed hand!
Seeing this, how could Ye Han fail to realize that he had encountered the Golden Core Stage cultivator whose severed hand he had found in the Scripture Pavilion?
Now this is trouble.
Sure enough, the middle-aged cultivator frowned and approached warily, muttering to himself, "My hand must be here...!"
Then he called out loudly, "Is a fellow Daoist here?"
He had just sensed someone watching him. Someone had to be there.
Hearing the man's call, Ye Han frowned slightly. While he healed in the Purple Cauldron Space, he had kept the Binglian Puppet and Metal Puppets outside, arranged in a Sword Formation to guard him against any unexpected arrival of Heavenly Secret Soldiers, Heavenly Secret Beasts, or other dangers.
Yet he had never imagined that he would actually draw over the Golden Core Stage cultivator who owned that severed hand...
The man was a genuine Golden Core Stage cultivator, and he had been lured here just like that.
This was something Ye Han had never anticipated. The Binglian Puppet meant to protect him had instead become a source of trouble...
This fellow must have entered the Heavenly Secret Hall a long time ago. Clearly, he had found this place because he sensed the