C1161 The Netherworld Herb!

Inside the Martial Alliance hall, Xiao Zhantian's brow was furrowed as he regarded the disciple before him.

"Has no one returned from the mountain expedition?"

The disciple shook his head, replying, "Only one person made it back—the tour guide, Old Ma."

"We gathered this information from Old Ma after questioning him."

Ye Yu, seated comfortably, lifted his teacup for a sip of the clear brew