Li Xuan revisited the old site, and when he approached Zhuque House, he did so without fanfare, quietly arriving inside.
As he ascended to the top floor, he saw a crimson palm hurtling toward him.
Li Xuan's pupils slightly narrowed, and he immediately shifted his form, appearing in another direction.
Zhuque House was fraught with numerous forbidden spells and densely packed mechanisms.
However, the Stlye Light that Li Xuan transformed into moved freely inside, flashing and shuttling like light and electricity.
All the multiple forbidden mechanisms within the house couldn't catch up to his speed.
Only that crimson hand still relentlessly pursued him.
—Space and time, all became meaningless before that palm, vanishing completely.
After dodging for a moment and seeing that he could not shake off the crimson hand, Li Xuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips.
He wondered if his Uncle Qiu really intended to destroy the Zhuque House.
