Yin Domain, Infernal Purgatory.
An old man with a hunched figure was lying on a chair made of spiritual jade. He was hugging a female Cultivator with a coquettish figure on both sides. His calloused hands were restlessly exploring the two graceful figures, causing him to let out a delicate snort from time to time.
Just as the old man was having fun, a ball of thick black smoke floated in from outside and condensed into a figure.
It was a woman's figure.
She was extremely beautiful.
Her figure was alluring.
No matter how one looked at it, it was more charming than the two coquettish female Cultivators in the old man's arms.
"Qingyan, what brings you here?"
The hunchbacked old man, who was also the true ruler of the Yin Domain—Yin Tiandi, could not help but ask in surprise when he saw Yin Qingyan suddenly come to visit.
