Li Wuyou and Mei Zihua were waiting nearby in the God Burial Mountain Range. Now that the seal had loosened up, Saints could enter without much risk. But this place was covered in a black demonic aura, corroding everything in its path. If anyone had a choice, no one would want to come here.0

“Why hasn’t the Ninth Princess come out yet?” Li Wuyou asked in a worried tone. He might seem confident that Su Ziyao wouldn’t die in the God Burial Mountain Range with her strength and fortune, but that didn’t stop him from worrying.1

“Mister Ghost, why don’t you go in and take a look?” Mei Zihua asked, looking at the hooded man. The hooded man’s name was Mister Ghost, and they promised a hefty reward for inviting him to help. This person was a demonic cultivator, and he was a Great Saint.0

Mister Ghost replied, “The seal might’ve loosened up, but Great Saints still can’t enter. But judging from the seal, Great Saints will be able to enter within a year, and the Kunlun Realm will fall into chaos at that time.”0

“I didn’t expect a demonic cultivator like you to be concerned about the Kunlun Realm,” Li Wuyou smiled.0

“The Demonspirit Clan won’t care if you’re righteous or demonic,” Mister Ghost said...0