Deep within the Lost World Corridor, in a concealed room.
There was a quiet icy-snow palace hall with six figures currently seated inside. Their auras were all hidden. Some were wearing black armor, and some in violet armor. Some were even wearing robes that cultivators usually wear. There were even two who had humanoid appearances.
"Little Sister Xue Yong, what's the matter that made you call us over?"
"Those fools have let Little Sister Xue Yong command them. You can just make your own decision for most of the matters, and there's no need to come and find us." The other five figures were all very casual. They did not give out the ordinary wicked aura standard Destruction Devils should have. It was to the extent that most cultivators could not discern their unique background should they change their appearances.
