Shortly after Long Yan and others entered the Pill Sect's relics, a blood-robed young man abruptly appeared outside the relics.
"Who are you?"
Du Yan looked at the blood-robed youth, his expression becoming alert.
This place was very hidden, ordinary people would never come here, and the blood-robed youth in front of him was likely up to no good.
"Who I am is not important, you only need to know that you will soon be a dead man."
The blood-robed young man's sinister gaze fixed on Du Yan as he let out a chilling, sinister laugh, his aura permeating with malevolence.
"Who are you exactly?"
Du Yan's expression turned grave, sensing that this blood-robed youth was very strong.
"I heard that the Misty Rain Tower young lady is quite the beauty, so this young master condescended to come here. She's inside there, isn't she?"
The blood-robed young man stuck out his crimson tongue and licked his lips, full of wickedness.
Mu Yunyan was the reason he had come here.
