Yin Mingchong stood in the courtyard while he formed a seal with his right hand, and then a mini roc formed from spirit energy appeared by his side.

 

Yin Mingchong stared at the roc and said in a low voice, “I heard that fellow Yin Donghai is still alive. Someone saw him a few days ago. That old fellow has been constantly searching for the child’s whereabouts. Let me ask you, are you sure that the child is really dead?”

 

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Mingchong slapped the little roc on the body, and the little roc instantly transformed into a gust of wind that vanished.

 

Yin Mingchong was thinking about something, so he didn’t notice that a pink dress had appeared behind the pillar in the corner.

 

After Yin Mingchong left, the woman flashed out from behind the pillar and swiftly returned to her room before secretly making a call. “Yin Mingchong has finally revealed his identity and secretly contacted a person called Zhou Buwen.”

 

When the person on the other end of the phone received this news, she slowly curled her cherry red lips into a smirk. “This old fox is finally unable to hold back anymore?”

 

 

On Wind Blade Mountain.

 

A huge elephant descended from the sky and stepped on a flustered youth. That youth was dressed gorgeously. After he was stepped on to the ground, he immediately raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

 

The elephant transformed into a burly man. He was wearing a dark green cloak. His left eye was black, but his right eye was dark green.

 

The man raised the sword in his hand and pierced through the youth’s back. He nailed the youth to the ground. The youth struggled a few times and spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood before dying with hatred.

 

“Why did you come to Wind Blade Mountain at such a young age? Aren’t you sending yourself to death?” After muttering, the man grabbed the youth’s left arm and took off the interspatial ring on the youth’s finger.

 

He threw that interspatial ring into his interspatial ring and raised his head to leave when he heard the cry of a roc.

 

The cloaked man looked up at the sky and saw a roc formed from spiritual energy appear in the sky. He whistled and the roc circled high up a few times before landing on the back of his hand.

 

 

The cloaked man flicked the roc’s head, and it immediately spoke in human language. [I heard that Yin Donghai is still alive. Some time ago, someone saw him. That old fellow has been searching for the child’s whereabouts. Let me ask you, are you sure that the child is really dead?]

 

Upon hearing his old employer’s voice, a look of surprise flashed across the cloaked man’s eyes.

 

Yin Donghai?

 

thinking carefully, the cloaked man remembered who that person

 

was someone from the

 

that about twenty years ago, he had once received a deal. The buyer asked him to go to the

 

was really cute. When he stole her, he even hugged her little milk bottle the entire time and

 

 

into the center of the abyss and let her fend for herself. At that time,

 

abyss, there were only bloodstains. The

 

 

to the pigeon, “Patriarch

 

cloaked man waved his hand impatiently,

 

away. He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him, “Divine

 

hearing his name, the cloaked

 

 

around. He

 

making him look imposing. Zhou Buwen recognized the person’s identity and cultivation level at a glance. His pupils dilated

 

from the Elven royal family, the second

 

had a head

 

 

front of him could only be the newly-advanced

 

9 Purifying Spirit Master

 

at Lin Jiansheng warily. His hand reached behind his back and grabbed a space bomb as he prepared to escape at

 

as he asked respectfully, “I wonder why Saint Ling Xiao

 

on his head. He said with a faint smile, “Space bombs are very expensive. You should save it. In front of me, that thing is

 

Buwen’s heart skipped a beat and

 

 

put away the space bomb and asked humbly, “Saint Ling Xiao,

 

you to ask about something that happened in the

 

countless horrible things. For a moment, he couldn’t

 

him, “21 years ago, the Young Master of the Yin Clan of the Divine Moon Empire, Yin Huang, was stolen

 

this, Zhou Buwen’s eyebrows

 

actually

 

Zhou Buwen sized him up calmly and asked, “Saint Ling Xiao, if

 

Jiansheng sneered. “That depends on how cooperative you

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