Li Li stood outside the secret vault, clutching the confidential record concerning the Netherworld Palace. The night wind whipped at the stray hairs by her temples, scattering the weight of Qiucheng He’s words: "If you don't find the treasure, you die."
Lü Ning tugged at her sleeve, worried, but Li Li suddenly let out a soft laugh.
She hadn't been afraid back when her Spiritual Root was carved out; why should she be intimidated now by the Sect Administration Academy? She wanted to see just whose head this sky of the Qintian Realm was truly heavy enough to crush.
Chapter 85