In Judge He's residence.
A palm-sized jade block floated in the middle of the secret chamber. There seemed to be soil on it, and there was an ant-like figure inside.
This was the Northern Yin Mountain, in the pitch-black hell.
The mountains rose and fell, and the cold wind rolled.
Tens of thousands of mountains were a spectacular sight.
At this moment, He Chuan was standing under one of the mountains.
In front of him was a snake that was tightly wrapped around the mountain peak. This snake was a little thicker than an ordinary long snake.
His eyes were dark green.
"Tongyou greets my Lord."
A demonic wind blew on the spot. The long snake turned into Tongyou and kowtowed to He Chuan three times and nine times. Its expression was respectful, but it was a little stiff and did not have the agility of the past.
"Get up." He Chuan sized up Tong You.
