Chapter 1147: Taiyi Venerable, Old Demon of Laoshan
"For your sake, I can tell you where one ancient god secret art is hidden," Old Man Three said.
"Of the nine ancient god secret arts, one of them—the Way of Zhu Rong—is in the North Sea."
"The North Sea?" Xu Zimo froze for a moment, then understood.
The Dragon Girl he was looking for was in the North Sea.
"As for the rest, that depends on your luck." Old Man Three waved his hand.
"Leave. You're disturbing my rest.
Weiyang Palace has been peaceful for so many years. I would rather it remain peaceful forever."
"I'll owe you a favor," Xu Zimo said.
His figure slowly walked out of the great hall. The old man's gaze, which had shifted aside, turned back again.
"Born from the same root," he slowly sighed.
Outside Weiyang Palace, the pressure in the sky was overwhelming.
Three figures stood above the firmament.
The man on the left was none other than Li Xiuran, the current mountain lord of Tan Di Mountain.
On the right stood a boy. He held a sword in his hands, his expression solemn, with a long braid trailing down his back.
Between them stood a Young Man overflowing with Imperial Might.
The Young Man looked to be in his teens, more like a youth, yet he possessed a maturity beyond his years.
Imperial Might surged through the sky. Boundless clouds gathered together, while beneath the Young Man's feet, winds and clouds changed abruptly and hurricanes exploded.
"Xu Zimo, get out here and die!"
Tan Di Mountain's lord, Li Xiuran, shouted harshly.
"If that doesn't work, we can just go in and capture him," the boy beside him suggested.
"This is Weiyang Palace. We cannot," Li Xiuran hurriedly said.
"It's just a