Kunlun.
Inside the Great Hall.
Dozens of Kunlun Elders gathered, many familiar faces were present!
"Look quickly, it's the young master!" An elder with sharp eyes spotted Ye Wudao's figure, his face brimming with excitement.
"The young master has returned!"
"The young mistress has also returned this time!"
"Greetings to the young mistress!" Yan Donglai and Li Dagang noticed Ye Wudao, and also saw a breathtaking figure—it was Su Yueli. They bowed respectfully to her.
"Greetings, senior brothers!" Su Yueli returned the salute politely.
Ye Wudao's piercing black eyes swept toward the seemingly empty space above Kunlun Great Hall!
The Kunlun Bell, once suspended high, had been abruptly stolen.
"Senior brothers, what's going on here?" Ye Wudao spoke coldly, his voice frigid as ice from millennia past. The entire Great Hall's temperature plummeted dramatically!
Everyone couldn't help but shudder!
