Above the Nether Capital City.
Bao Zheng and Jiang Ziwen stared nervously at the coarse-clothed woman, nerves taut, immortal qi circulating within them, ready to unleash their strongest attacks at any moment.
"You two don't need to be so tense. I came to you because there's something important we need to discuss."
The coarse-clothed woman landed in front of Bao Zheng and spoke calmly.
"Shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"
Bao Zheng did not relax his vigilance and asked in a low voice.
"You can call me Xuan Tu. I come from… the Wu Clan."
Regarding her identity, Xuan Tu did not conceal it and spoke frankly.
The Wu Clan!
Bao Zheng and Jiang Ziwen exchanged a look, a gleam flashing in their eyes.
They had studied the history of the myriad worlds across the heavens. After the great war between the Wu and the Yao, the Yao Clan became the myriad clans of the heavens, while the Wu Clan fled far into the Netherworld and vanished from sight.
