In the Immortal Palace, green candle flames were oscillating.
A cold wind seemed to be blowing over.
Xiang Shaoyun's gaze was sharp. His blood was about to boil. He was giving off a terrifying energy.
Li Sansi was holding a wooden sword.
Everyone tensed up.
Immortal encounter, immortal encounter. But an encounter would only be possible if one was alive.
The candle flames turned into a dark green in an instant, as if someone was spying on them in the dark.
The atmosphere in the Immortal Palace was very… odd.
"I think this is a setup," Mo Shougui said.
"This is not where an immortal encounter will take place at all. This is simply a burial ground. Who knows what kinds of ghosts were buried here?"
The gloomy wind and the dark green flames were extremely exotic and peculiar.
