Shenlian YingYue and Mu AnWen already changed their robes to the Divine Kunlun sect hanfu. While Shenlian YinZhu took out a black cloak from his space to wear.
When they arrived, they heard a lot of noise. People gathered with serious and solemn expressions.
"What happened to the secret realm?"
"My chest is suffocating. I never felt cold, and today, I felt that my blood was freezing." The man's expression was ugly and pale.
"I felt the gloomy breath. Don't tell me that existence is coming right now!"
"What existence are you talking about?" A person asked with doubt.
"Didn't your elders tell you that they found a strong and terrorous breath inside the secret realm of Congzhu?" Another person responded dismissively.
"How could I forget this important thing? What do you think that is?" The person knocked on his head.
All the disciples from various palaces were exchanging views and opinions about the strange breath.
