Hearing what Lu Chang'sheng said, Jiang Yiyu felt a chill shoot up from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head.
They've already been monitoring all the Immortal Realm disciples who came to the Chaos Realm?
Lu Chang'sheng was right—even if Jiang Yiyu knew about it, she couldn't do anything.
After all, the restriction Lu Chang'sheng placed on Jiang Yiyu wasn't the kind where your soul shatters the moment you say a certain word—instead, she couldn't even utter a word related to it! She couldn't get a single syllable out!
And the whole time, she would be under Lu Chang'sheng's soul perception.
What could Jiang Yiyu do?
Even if she was now leaning more toward the Immortal Realm and wanted to spill the beans through other means, it'd be impossible.
Lu Chang'sheng didn't bother looking at the pale-faced Jiang Yiyu anymore. Instead, he turned his gaze to the immobilized Xuanyuan Li.
