"Return my disciple's life."
With a crisp shout, Murong Yue descended from the sky, her feet stamping into the ground.
The earth rippled like waves, and the blood light that was hidden underground instantly exploded, dissipating into faint green smoke in the air.
"Hmm, fake."
Murong Yue furrowed her willow-like eyebrows, a flash of anger in her eyes.
Clearly, the target she was chasing was an illusion; the real Su Jie was not here.
"Elder Murong, this Su Jie cannot escape, Liu Sect Master and Elder Zhong are also hunting him down."
"Although this little devil has some strength, he is facing three in the Taoist Platform Realm, he definitely cannot survive this time."
"Let's go to meet up with Sect Master Liu and Elder Zhong, see what news they have there, maybe we'll even see the head of Evil Su."
The eight Secret Realm Elders following Murong Yue also saw this scene and shared their insights with each other.
