Huang Zhengyang's face was gloomy, and he said slowly, "Is the person behind this the Spirit Venerable?"
"Brother Huang, be cautious with your words, use sound transmission." Chu Zhiyuan said softly.
This was something apparent, yet not suitable to be spoken aloud.
Who knows which Spirit Venerable it might be, and what special skills this Spirit Venerable possesses.
What if by speaking here, I can be heard by the Spirit Venerable? Then I'd be in danger.
Judging by the future through the Donghuan Saint Technique, the defenses against the Spirit Venerable within the Imperial City aren't that strong.
Otherwise, the Spirit Venerable wouldn't have barged in, stolen items, and fled like that.
It's likely that the Divine Artifact capable of killing a Spirit Venerable has failed.
Now a Spirit Venerable comes charging in front of me, unsurprising at all.
Huang Zhengyang sighed, "Big trouble indeed."
