Hum!
As the decree transformed into a black mist, Lord Cui's figure emerged from it.
He must be very busy.
Dressed in his judge's uniform, holding the Book of Life and Death in his hand, he appeared in a hurry, saying, "What's the matter? Speak quickly, Fengdu City is plagued by ghosts these days, and all my avatars are too busy to even touch the ground."
"Cui Jue, can you help me find a high-grade Immortal Art?"
Xu Yang didn't beat around the bush. He said bluntly, "I'm about to go to the Western Hell soon. If I can cultivate a high-grade Immortal Art, I'm sure my chances of survival would be much higher."
"A high-grade Immortal Art?"
Lord Cui said, "Alright, I will send it to you as soon as possible."
Bang!
He exploded into a wisp of black mist and disappeared.
The black mist condensed and transformed back into Lord Cui's decree.
