Zhuo Bu'er's complexion turned deathly pale. Although fifteen sects and forces had acknowledged that they had been approached, no one knew who was taking the lead. But once his soul was searched, he would no longer be able to deny it.
For a moment, Zhuo Bu'er looked at Feng Wanli in horror.
The crowd also turned their gaze to Feng Wanli, with someone pondering, "He seems to be that Feng Wanli from the Taoist Mysterious Sect who ascended a thousand years ago. He actually descended to the Lower World."
"Is that so? If he makes a move, the soul search will definitely be no problem."
"Aren't you guys curious? Senior Feng is an Immortal, but Elder Li is talking to him…like he's giving orders!"
"Right, Elder Li told him to search souls without even saying 'please.' This…is indeed like giving orders, and look, Senior Feng is preparing to search souls."
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As the crowd began to discuss this matter, even if their voices were low, how could they possibly hide it from Feng Wanli?
