When everyone left the Three Saints Palace, True Immortal Yun gazed at Zheng Fa, his eyes full of indifference. He suddenly reached out and pointed at Zheng Fa's head.
Several runes emerged from his palm and fell into Zheng Fa's Mud Pill Palace.
Zheng Fa only felt his divine soul twitching, as if it were about to tear.
The Nine Nether Talisman autonomously activated, connecting with these runes.
After three breaths, True Immortal Yun's palm left Zheng Fa's forehead.
He looked at Zheng Fa, who was drenched in cold sweat, and much of the suspicion in his gaze quietly dissipated.
"You are quite bold."
"This disciple wouldn't dare."
"What wouldn't you dare? You dare accuse Master Luo without evidence?"
"This disciple is truly perplexed," Zheng Fa replied softly, "I only seek to survive."
True Immortal Yun chuckled lightly and said, "You are quite candid."
"This disciple speaks nothing but the truth?"
"The truth? Or are you trying to use me?"
