Creak! The hall doors slowly opened to either side, and a figure stepped out. The man wore a mask, his aura concealed and difficult to discern.0

During the past month, Qin Sang had circled the area around Devilish Qingyang Sect. As he had expected, the sect had sealed its mountain as well. No core disciples had appeared, making it difficult to gather information.0

When someone suddenly walked out of the sect leader’s hall and spoke such bold words, both sides froze.0

Once they clearly saw the newcomer, Mei Gu and Zhao Shanran widened their eyes and stared fixedly at the iron ring on his finger, their faces filled with shock. Lu Xing also noticed the iron ring on Qin Sang’s hand.0

Suspicion flashed across his face. Glancing at Mei Gu and Zhao Shanran, he sneered. "That old fellow has been missing for over a hundred years. His...0