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Zhou Shan... It was Yin Yang Realm! It was the dividing point between the ghost and mortal worlds. In Yin Yang Realm, the dead belong to the human race while the living belong to the brigade.

His voice was extremely slow as it faintly came over. Adding on his fake threatening expression, Zhang Ge really was frightened: Yin Yang Realm?

If I had gone to Mount Zhou, I would have been tortured in hell by now. How could I have been able to stand here in this blessed spot looking down upon the world?

With that, he took a big step forward, and Chang Ge followed after him. ”Then, then you still haven't said what the Immortal Sect has to do with Zhou Mountain.”

I advise you to not know. I won't tell you that the Devil Lord is imprisoned in the Infinite Mountain and is not affected by the Yin Yang Fire. Ah, I seem to have accidentally said something.

Chang Ge was stunned for a moment. Then, he said, ”Don't worry, I won't speak carelessly.”

Ha ha-ha, let's go, we're almost there.

The further he went, the more he felt the breeze was gentle, the colder the air was. However, the song was filled with worries because of what he had just said.

The fiery clouds that constantly changed between heaven and earth slowly faded to silence, and the buildings that looked like palaces were like dazzling stars amidst the gradually darkening sky, emitting a faint, flashy light.

My two celestial friends. In front of them were two cultivators wearing long gowns with long swords at their waists. They clasped their fists towards the two of them from a distance.

May I ask what is the purpose of these two celestial friends' visit?

Chang Ge was startled as he looked at them warily. He saw that they were dressed decently with a wooden signboard hanging from their waists. The wooden signboard was so far away that it was hard to tell what patterns were carved on it.

I am Nan Gong Ye Xuan, invited to the Fuyao Palace Master.

Chang Ge blinked his eyes in confusion: [Nangong …] Ye Xuan?

Didn't I tell you my surname is Nangong?

Nangong Family? The Nangong family in the capital were all imperial relatives. Just how big of a background was this person?

She had always felt that the Immortal was a secret, but why is it that even a mortal has so many secrets now? Clearly not, and I also didn't expect that these deities would invite a mortal …

So it was Young Master Nangong, did you bring the invitation?

The well-dressed man once again magically handed over a piece of paper with flower patterns on it. ”How's your Mistress recently?”

Thank you for Young Master's concern, the Mistress is doing well, please come this way. The two of them returned the order and respectfully made a path for Ye Xuan.

Chang Ge was about to follow along, but he was stopped by two people: Did this celestial friend's invitation come?

Invitation? Chang Ge was stupefied, and was at a loss of what to do. I, I came with Taoist Xuanqi.

I hope that this celestial friend understands, that Daoist Master Xuanqi will be drunk and will not wake up after he arrives. For safety reasons, please leave the Haoyue Peak without an invitation.

Zhang Ge became instantly anxious. Heaven has pity on her as she climbed up this so-called second highest Haoyue Peak for two days, and she was chased down without an invitation?

Then I came with him! She quickly pointed at Ye Xuan and confirmed his position.

When the two Fuyao Palace disciples turned their gazes towards Ye Xuan, the latter looked at her with a rare serious and smiling face and said: Really?

Longsong hurriedly answered while glaring at him. Why not!