Shen Xuan gently supported her and said warmly, "No need for formalities. Meeting an old friend, just call me Senior Brother Shen."
"Mmm."
Tang Roulan responded.
Ultimately, she dared not call him Senior Brother Shen.
Shen Xuan looked at the dark and lifeless aura between Tang Roulan's brows.
"Where did this Nether Poison come from?"
Tang Roulan heard this, a touch of embarrassed redness appeared on her pale face, and she replied in a low voice, "Ten years ago, I was following my grandfather, intending to enter the Spirit Stream Secret Realm once more. The previous time, I gained too little; my merits were insufficient to exchange for the Golden Transformation Pill, so I wanted to try my luck again."
She paused, a hint of fear flashed in her eyes: "Who would have thought the entrance to the Spirit Stream Secret Realm would open, and a massive amount of gray-black Nether Qi surged out, extremely poisonous! A large group of disciples standing at the front fell."
