"Grand—!"
"Say less!"
With a low shout from Blood Hand Demon Lord, Yang Wudi's body shivered twice before he hurriedly straightened up and sat properly.
In the Prison Palace where Wu Wang stayed, rays of thunder shone outside while four figures sat cross-legged in the center of the main hall.
A large group of Divine Guards stood in formation outside the palace, unclear if it was to prevent their escape or to defend against any Innate Gods passing by who might suddenly strike to kill these Human Domain cultivators.
Behind the Grand Elder and Yang Wudi were a man and a woman, two cultivators at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm—the man had a middle-aged visage, and the woman was as beautiful as flowers bathed in moonlight.
These two were certainly not from their Annihilation Sect.
