At the valley's exit, just ahead of the three of them.
Dressed in a white robe, Ye Sang stood with a gentle smile on his face. His demeanor was warm, and he still exuded the fragrance of herbs, making it easy for others to form a good impression of him.
"Daoist Li, your knowledge is quite impressive. To think you even know about the Land of Corpse Nourishment."
He spoke with a smile, the picture of confidence, seemingly unconcerned about the trio escaping.
Zi Yun's expression turned ugly as she stared daggers at him.
She never would have imagined that the person behind all this was actually Ye Sang!
Ye Sang's true nature was clearly not as benevolent as he appeared.
"Daoist Ye, who in the world are you?"
"Heh heh, I imagine Daoist Zi already has a guess?"
Ye Sang replied with a smile.
A flash of light emanated from his hand, his Magical Power coalescing into the shapes of five Poisonous Insects.
