The black-robed men in the Immortal Mountain were mysterious and strange, and the imprisoned prisoners suffered inhuman torture and had all their spiritual roots dug out.
She couldn't be sure whether her mother also——
Especially, she knew that her mother also had supernatural spiritual roots!
At that time, she was only thinking about saving people, and then hurried back to Mingjian Sect without having time to confirm this.
Baili Zhuqing was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Don't worry, her spiritual roots are still there. The most serious injuries are still the two places on her wrists."
However, after hearing his answer, Ye Xiyue could not completely let go of her hanging heart.
For unknown reasons, the master behind the Immortal Mountain has been collecting spiritual roots, especially alien spiritual roots.
These cases of family extermination of Ming Jian Sect can be seen clearly.
But they had imprisoned my mother in the Nether Bone Palace for twenty years, but they never treated her like this. Why?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
The bloody pupil she saw when she turned around suddenly appeared in Ye Xiyue's mind, and her eyebrows skipped a beat.
"Goddess? Goddess?"
Baili Zhuqing shouted several times, and Ye Xiyue realized that she had been distracted for a long time.
The uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger.
"Nothing." She shook her head.
…
After Xue Fan finished speaking, he lowered his head and remained in this posture, motionless, even breathing cautiously, for fear of irritating the person in front of him.
The room fell into a long dead silence, the air seemed to be frozen, condensed and cold.
After an unknown amount of time, Xuechen finally said: "Have you found her whereabouts now?"
Xue Fan knew who this "she" was referring to.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth: "...not yet."
Xue Chen put his hands behind his back, clenched them into fists, and asked again: "Whoever moved the hands must be suspicious, right?"
Xuefan opened his mouth and spoke with difficulty: "My subordinate is indeed suspicious, but, but...it doesn't seem to be right..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.
In fact, why didn't Xue Chen think so in his heart?
Ever since he knew something had happened, he had already made a guess in his mind, but without finding any evidence, even the suspicion itself seemed to be inaccurate now.
"You said that the person who took action at least said that there were more than ten spiritual saints?"
Xue Fan swallowed: "...Yes, yes! And the traces they left behind are very, very weird. There seems to be no such strong person in the current realm of the gods."
And it doesn’t matter if there are only one or two, but there are more than a dozen!
Who knew where this mighty team of spiritual saints suddenly appeared?
Xuechen didn't speak for a while.
Since that shocking battle ten thousand years ago, there has never been a god-level strongman in the realm of the gods, and even the spiritual saint level is rare.
Even the Baili clan of Shenfeng Cliff now only has a few spiritual saints from the Presbyterian Hall on the surface!
Even if a family with such a profound foundation has a trump card, it is impossible for them to hide so many powerful spiritual saints!
So, where did those so-called spiritual saints come from?
And if this matter has nothing to do with Kamikaze Cliff, then... who would be willing to spend so much time and energy to take the risk?
Xuechen paced back and forth for two steps, then turned back and asked in a solemn voice: "Is there anything going on over at Shenfeng Cliff recently?"