Great Emperor Ziyuan turned and strode away, leading Yun Che and the others through winding corridors toward the depths of Purple Heaven Prefecture's rear mountain.
Along the way, disciples occasionally bowed respectfully, but their curious gazes kept wandering over Yun Che's group. They were clearly full of questions about these strangers who had suddenly arrived.
The deeper they went, the denser the spiritual energy became. A faint scent of amethyst powder filled the air, and even the rocks gave off a faint purple glow.
Of course, this was exactly what Yun Che wanted. By now, his invisible, formless Divine Hand, which wanted to take a few grabs at everyone he met, had already been stealthily unleashed.
"Ding! Grasp successful. Congratulations on obtaining 4,000 experience points." "Ding! Grasp successful. Congratulations on obtaining 10,000 strength points." "Ding! Grasp successful. Congratulations on obtaining the super-tier combat technique, Purple Heaven Divine Frost Slash." "Ding! Grasp successful. Congratulations on obtaining the super-tier cultivation technique, Sixth-Month Frost Art." "Ding! Grasp successful. Congratulations on obtaining the seventh-grade pill, Starry Purple Qi Pill." "Ding! Grasp successful..."
The corners of Yun Che's mouth gradually lifted. As expected of a major power in the Heavenly Domain, even some of the elders had fine treasures he could snatch!
He felt that he really could not break his habit of taking a few grabs at everyone he met. What a problem!
At that moment, the surrounding Purple Heaven Prefecture disciples watched the faint expression on Yun Che's face and, for some reason, felt an inexplicable dislike.
"Ding! Malice from Hua Chaosui +1." "Ding! Malice from Gai Jianyun +1." "Ding! Malice from Ma Huaxian +1." "Ding! From..."
After walking for about the time it took an incense stick to burn, they came upon an area shrouded in a pale