C419 Farewell to Wind Dream

Blood Demonic Cult, Main Hall.

"Sect Leader, the Immortal Maple is gone!" A blood-robed youth stood in the Ancestral Hall, looking at the black fog in front of him as he spoke.

"Cough cough …"

The ball of black mist let out a coughing sound, and at that moment, the entire Ancestral Hall was trembling.

"Lee Tianyang has truly underestimated him