911 End Realm Saint Venerable (1/2)

Just 8 hours later, above the broken ruins on the stone tower, a red-robed man, around 60 years of age, was stepping on the ruins.

He walked around the ruins with a cold mocking intent on his face.

”He didn't even send out a single piece of news, how useless! He deserved to be soul scour…”

His eyes laid on a corpse whose head and bones were twisted and he stopped there for just a moment.

The red-robed old man shook his head and retracted his gaze before he looked all around.

”To kill 10 Celestial Realms in 1 strike and killing 6 people with Flying Knives. How amazing, how remarkable! How domineering, as expected from the person who was able to slash out that sword! Is he preparing to stop covering his tracks? Oh right, he can't cover up his tracks here even if he wanted to. This is indeed problematic. Although he isn't God Realm, his combat strength is even greater than normal Initial God Realm Cultivators.”

Back outside of the Death Jail he was still unable to deduce the true cultivation of this person's current realm.

Now he roughly knew what it was about that person who forcefully stepped over these platforms and tower.

He looked toward the surrounding stone platforms, only to see that many of them had shattered. Hundreds of broken chains were scattered all over on the ground.

The person who attacked was really cunning and careful. Many marks had already been wiped away and he tried to set up a scene.

However, the death aura here was obviously not right, it was just too thin.

The red-robed old man thought about it before he laughed coldly.

”He saved them? Just a few dozen Celestial Realm and he actually bothered. He is a little stingy! Oh, he is using them to refine Dao Soldiers, that is not bad…”

There weren't any remaining clues around and the old man also didn't bother to look anymore.

He retracted his Spiritual Sense and entered deep thought.

This person was obviously prepared to come into the Nine Extreme Death Jail and was really confident.

However, his foundations had to be really shallow, otherwise, he wouldn't have been tempted by just these few dozen Celestial Realm Cultivators.

Then why did he have to capture the person here to search his soul?

What did this person want to know? What was his goal for coming into this Death Jail?

The eyes of the old man flashed. Moments later his lips curled up and he smiled.

Killing intent appeared on his face.

”His movement speed is not bad, at least able to teleport hundreds of miles in an instant. You are confident that, even if I know where you, are I can't find you?”

”This aura is so familiar like it is someone I have seen before. Unfortunately, it is too thin and I can't recognize it…”

He looked deeply into that abyss, however, he didn't head in.

He walked confidently within the fire dust formation as well as heavy space storms.

An hour later, he was far away from where the Nine Extreme Death Jail.

A 100,000-foot space appeared in front of his eyes, a palace that was made out of fire red jade.

It was hidden in the space layers and was invisible.

However, his Spiritual Sense directly reflected this place known as the Fire Jade Palace into his mind.

He entered it and there were immediately several Lu Family disciples dressed as servants who walked up to stop him.

When they saw his look clearly, their expressions turned solemn and they all retreated, bowing respectfully.

The red-robed old man was extremely calm and he didn't even take a look. He just walked straight into the main room.

Moments later, he came into a fire red colored hall.