Ye Qinglian clasped her hands behind her back, staring at the young man in front of her: "The Yinshen battle outside the city... it broke out just as the banquet was starting."
"Yinshen battle?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Xuanyi was somewhat surprised.
He and that assassin, where did they have a "great battle"?
But thinking carefully, it was indeed the case... Those cultivators who rushed over in haste didn't know what had happened earlier. What they saw was the torn cloud cover at the heavenly peak, caused by Sword Qi, and the flying sword debris scattered all over the place. It was evident that the battle was quite fierce, and the air was filled with a light bloody aura.
Ye Qinglian stared at Xie Zhen for a long time.
The night was supposed to be peaceful.
The sudden self-destruction of a "Yinshen" outside the city filled everyone's hearts with panic!
A Middle Realm Yinshen died just like that!
