"Welcome back, Sect Master!"
Whoosh—
Accompanied by several cultivators, Shen Fu descended with a cold expression straight into the primitive Demonic Sect.
With Evergoat Divine Mountain taken by Han Yanzi, the only thing left in this domain was a shocking blood-red depression.
Seeing Shen Fu's icy demeanor, the cultivators guarding the formation didn't dare provoke him. After a respectful salute, they quickly stepped aside.
Shen Fu paid no attention, his gaze holding a barely noticeable urgency and impatience as he scanned the Sect surroundings.
Yet, he saw no flaws.
"He couldn't have taken it all away..."
In Shen Fu's heart, thoughts raced:
"Han Yanzi has always been cautious, like a crafty hare with three burrows... The two from the Qin Family who reached Immortal Ascension, he didn't kill them but left them separately, likely intending to refine them into one of the Nine Offspring..."
"With two by his side, given his nature, there must still be more in the Sect."
