One had to admit that Lin Yun looked terrifying when his expression was dark. After all, he was someone who killed a Great Saint. For some reason, the pressure he gave off when he was furious wasn’t something that someone from the same generation could bear.

Mo Ling’er didn’t dare to look at Lin Yun and could only lead the way, with Lin Yun quietly following behind her. Throughout the journey, Mo Ling’er wanted to turn around several times, but she didn’t dare when she sensed the invisible pressure coming from her rear.

After they passed through multiple corridors, Mo Ling’er brought Lin Yun to a serene pavilion. This was at the heart of the Heavenly Star Pavilion, and the roof was black. The pavilion was lit up by some lamps that made this pavilion look mysterious.

“Missy is inside.” Mo Ling’er lowered her head.

When Lin Yun raised his head, he could see two figures within the room, and they seemed to be discussing something. Lin Yun was familiar with one figure, and he could instantly recognize...