Translator: Pika
“No, that’s not right. This isn’t the underground palace we were in earlier,” said Qiao Xueying with a shake of her head. Her cultivation was much higher than Zu An’s, so her senses were far sharper. “The area we were at earlier was filled with death aura, but it’s much weaker here.”
Zu An scanned their surroundings carefully, and his face suddenly scrunched in bitterness. “If we aren’t in the underground palace, what’s with those things then?”
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