"The Blood Underworld Hall... is actually this formidable?" Ling Xiao's voice tightened, his fingers involuntarily gripping the hem of his robe. "Its strength is still above the Eight Great Secret Realms?"
Xuanxiaojzi slowly nodded, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes. "Thirty years ago, I once tracked an elder from the headquarters of the Blood Underworld Hall." He gently stroked the blade of the Tianyan Sword, his knuckles turning white from the force. "That person was merely at the Void Refinement Early Stage, yet was able to escape from my Tianyan Sword..." His gaze grew even more profound. "And, I suspect... within the Eight Great Secret Realms, someone must have already colluded with the Blood Underworld Hall."
Ling Xiao's brows were tightly knitted, forming a deep vertical crease between them. He pondered for a moment, finally unable to help asking, "Senior, please forgive my presumption, but may I ask what your current realm is?"
Chapter 112