As Liang Yi and others anxiously waited, thousands of miles away, within a dark and profound cave, a Spirit Light quietly hovered in the empty space, bringing brightness to this sealed area.
Underneath the light, there sat and stood two Cultivators with extremely similar temperaments, like two sharp swords, creating somewhat of a heavy atmosphere.
"Is there really no other way, Ancestral Uncle Master?"
A hoarse voice suddenly echoed throughout the cave, Ke Mengzhan squinted with one eye tightly shut and the other eyelid drooping, looking somewhat sorrowfully at the former Sect Master of Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool, his Ancestral Uncle Master.
The Cultivator sitting in front of Ke Mengzhan looked young but possessed an extremely aged temperament; it was Qiu Nanfeng.
"Cough cough! It is already quite good to temporarily deceive the Abyss Will's Investigation. After being eroded by Abyss Demon Qi, it is completely impossible to fully eliminate the branding of the Abyss Will."
