Furthermore, that ninth-level martial artist possessed an incredibly powerful aura!

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be from the Elders' Council. Are you from the Dark Division?"

Lin Jinglong's mind was racing.

Upon hearing his conjecture, the Black Moon Saintess sighed, and the iron gate behind her was pushed open, revealing the powerful auras that Lin Jinglong had sensed on the rooftop.

One of them was someone Lin Jinglong knew.

"Is Zhenwu Prison reasonable?"

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

Mingli smiled and bowed to Lin Jinglong.

But Lin Jinglong shook his head repeatedly.

“I have already returned that special envoy token to your Elder Qingming. I am not your special envoy.”

Mingli, however, still had a smiling face.

He clearly didn't take Lin Jinglong's refusal seriously.

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face stepped forward next to him, and he also looked very happy.

"Lin Jinglong, I am Ming Cheng, the warden of Zhenwu Prison. I am also a close friend of Long Qi for many years. I have come to Tianbao City to track down an ancient evil cultivator who escaped from Zhenwu Prison."

"As far as I know, that evil cultivator escaped from Zhenwu Prison a year ago and went to the Southern Frontier, where he has intricate connections with the Holy Realm."

“Since you’ve also come here for the Southern Frontier Sacred Realm, we can cooperate. We know more about the Sacred Realm than you do.”

Lin Jinglong raised an eyebrow.

He glanced at Qian Duolu, who was trembling on the ground.

"You know more about the Holy Realm? Then why do you still need to hunt down Qian Duolu?"

"Yes! Gentlemen, my Qian family has always had a harmonious relationship with the Elders' Council. Why don't you let me go and stop chasing me!"

Qian Duolu struggled to crawl to Lin Jinglong's side.

She was practically clinging to Lin Jinglong's leg and bursting into tears.