"Who are you?" Consort Yu asked.
"Blessed Infinite Celestial Venerable!"
The Daoist proclamation finally echoed in this Otherworld. By now, Taoist Yan Song had already burned the four palanquin bearers and two maids to ashes. The Taiyi Wind and Fire continued to close in on Consort Yu without obstruction.
"My Golden Wind Sect has no quarrel with your Infinite Cave! Are you heading north to Changping Prefecture to declare war on the Golden Wind Sect?" Consort Yu snapped.
Taoist Yan Song: ???
"No, that's not right. You're not from the Infinite Cave!" Consort Yu realized. She stretched out her right hand, and a stream of water materialized from thin air, coiling around her arm as if it were alive.
Consort Yu eyed them warily before turning to Zhuo Qingyan. "So, you found helpers."
Zhuo Qingyan looked at the group, just as surprised. "Why did you come back?"
