It only took one day.
The four were pale-faced. Having ridden the teleportation array countless times, their spiritual senses were already exhausted and weak. But with the missing person on their minds, they held on to their last breath, not daring to think about Song Tingwan's situation.
The impression that evil spirits are difficult to deal with due to their many methods was thus established.
The city gate atop the Cloud Palace was tightly shut.
The moment they appeared, a figure flew down from the city gate.
"Uncle—"
"Explain the situation in detail."
His face was ashen, and the intense pressure caused several people's minds to show signs of collapse.
Apart from Song Siyao.
She frowned, her face equally cold.
"I'll take away your oppressive aura."
The girl stood in front of them, her face stern as she confronted him.
Shen Zhuochuan raised his eyes and forcibly suppressed the unconscious pressure.
"Let's talk as we walk."
After the terrifying pressure disappeared, Baili Xijiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, opened his palm, and released Wu Ling from the dragon scales.
"Uncle, Master was kidnapped by two evil spirits! You must go and bring Master back!"
Shen Zhuochuan took a deep breath and didn't look at his nephew again, but looked at Song Siyao, who was calmer.
Unfortunately, the other person was also sizing him up.
"Guided by the divine artifact, my elder sister is atop the Cloud Palace."
After speaking in a cold voice, Song Siyao relayed everything the two evil spirits had said.
Immortal bones.
delivery.
Appearance, and female cultivator.
The focus is on the summit of Yunque.
With each word he spoke, Shen Zhuochuan's face darkened further.
"Do you know where my sister is?" Song Siyao noticed his constantly changing expression and stepped forward to press him for answers.
The man looked up and gazed in a distant direction.
“If you are certain that they did not discover that she was a member of the Cloud Hidden Clan, then I can be certain.”
The tone was extremely dangerous, which made Song Siyao and his group feel uneasy.
Even he, the Venerable One at the Summit of Clouds, spoke in such a tone.
Sister…
Not good.
"Come with me."
The journey was smooth and unobstructed.
Upon reaching the summit of Yunque, the entire city was filled with an atmosphere of extravagance, with singing, dancing, and fine wine, and powerful figures could be seen indulging in it everywhere.
Before Song Siyao and the others could even take a good look, they were already landed in front of the tallest building by Shen Zhuochuan's wave of his hand.
The red railings and cloud-topped peaks rise high, layer upon layer.
Shen Zhuochuan waved his hand without any politeness and flipped the door open.
Qin Xi was startled, and Baili Xijiang, who was following behind his uncle, was also frightened and dared not utter a sound.
His uncle didn't say anything to him, but he also felt guilty for not protecting his master.
"Who dares to act so presumptuously in Yunlou!"
Some people were cursing and swearing, but their intimidation arrived before they even spoke.
Shen Zhuochuan waved his hand, protecting the people behind him.
He then gave a mocking laugh, conjured a spear out of thin air, and threw it straight at the Yunlou signboard.
With a snap.
The once-proud Yunlou signboard, which no one dared to provoke, wobbled and fell to the ground.
Many people who were about to enter the Cloud Tower saw him, silently stopped, moved a little further away, and called their friends to watch the spectacle.
As Yun Gu walked out of the building, she was nearly hit on the head by a signboard.
Just as he was about to curse, he looked up and saw Shen Zhuochuan, and his face instantly changed.
"Oh dear, why is it Venerable Yun Chuan? Why is he so angry? We haven't caused any trouble today."
Not a single word wasted.
Shen Zhuochuan used his spiritual energy to form a palm, which he used to grab Yun Gu's neck from a distance.
"Release all the female cultivators who were brought in these past two days."
His eyes narrowed, and he was on the verge of exploding with anger.
Yun Gu was out of breath and patted her spiritual energy abruptly.
After easing her tension slightly, she managed to speak with difficulty: "You know, even if you kill me, I have no right to make that decision..."
Her response was—
The gun that had knocked down the signboard returned to his hand. Shen Zhuochuan weighed it in his hand, then looked back.
"I'll borrow your light for a moment."
Song Siyao handed it over expressionlessly.
The man drew his sword and slashed casually—
"No, Your Majesty—"
Before Yun Gu's screams had even faded, the towering building, reaching into the clouds, split open neatly in the middle.
The very top layer.
The fairy-like woman was imprisoned in a cage.
His face was pale, his hands and feet were tightly bound, and the mocking smile on his lips had not yet faded.
As Song Tingwan looked down from the clouds and the top of the building in astonishment, she immediately saw the group led by Shen Zhuochuan.
The women behind him gasped in surprise.
She simply smiled again, remaining calm and composed.
"I told you, you can't afford the price of arresting me."
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