Within the room adorned with carved flowers, Yuan Jun took out a purple Star Disc, her expression somber.
At this moment, the Star Disc she held was flickering with a faint halo, unmistakably conveying a message from Yuqing True King.
"What cultivation did the Du'e Celestial hold?" Yi Chen furrowed his brows and discreetly covered his tea with the lid.
He couldn't taste this tea, let whoever wants to taste it.
Hadn't he just broken through to the eighteenth layer of the True Technique? Was this something he could drink?
"Du'e was a top-level cultivator in the later stage of intercepting the path. His soul lamp unexpectedly extinguished on the way to Taiwu City. Xiao Lang, this matter is serious, I must make a trip there myself."
"Although Du'e was a person from the Yuqing True King's palace, we people of Zizai Heaven cannot die without reason. If someone is secretly trying to provoke trouble, I'd like to see if their heads are hard enough!"
