Hao Meng watched as the alluring and charming female cultivator in black robes dragged the captured male cultivator into an isolation array. The Nine Fiends Palace cultivators were still a bit bewildered, but seeing that Venerable Meng did not intervene, they did not dare to act rashly.
"Hao Meng, ever since the battle of Nether Valley, you Demonic path cultivators seem to have grown much quieter."
Jian Jing poured another cup of spiritual tea for her senior sister as she spoke.
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