The golden-red blood light flickered, illuminating the sky dome of the Taoist Field like clouds steaming in the sunset.
Wang Ba, sitting quietly on the suspended high platform, cast his gaze over the young girl in green before him, a faint smile appearing on his face:
"It's Yu Yu."
"Don't smile!"
Yu Yu, with a cold face, shouted:
"Answer me quickly, where did my father go!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba's smile did not change, but he shook his head slightly and said helplessly:
"Where he went, I do not know either..."
Yu Yu, enraged, interrupted:
"How can you not know! You sent him outside yourself!"
"Make him return quickly, or else, I will surely..."
"How dare you!"
At this moment, a shout interrupted, and several figures quickly flew up.
These people were short and ugly in appearance, surrounded by death Qi, and were precisely the Five Ghost Kings of the Hundred Ghost Sect.
