The ruins.
'This way, Qinghua's guilt is pretty much confirmed.'
'At the very least, he'll be put in the spotlight, drawing suspicion and requiring an investigation.'
'Even if my frame-up is only moderately effective, it will still draw their fire and divert the Jade Void Sword Sect's attention...'
The plan worked!
Su Ye hummed a little tune, feeling pleased.
With his fifth-order Divine Sense and the Netherworld Skill, he had created an illusion to impersonate Qinghua.
A Nascent Soul True Monarch might have seen through it with their sharp eyes, but there was no way these Golden Core cultivators in the ruins could!
With that thought.
Su Ye moved nimbly, making his way through the darkness toward the second underground level.
...
"ROAR!"
A withered, bluish-black ghoul lunged from around the corner!
Completely unfazed, Su Ye raised a finger.
CHI!
A thread of icy-silver water shot from his hand.
