C249 Underworld House

As his voice echoed, it carried an endless chill that was piercingly sharp to the ears.

Meng Fann's pupils narrowed as he glanced behind him. In an instant, two figures materialized before him: an elderly man and a younger one, both clad in black robes. They had somehow eluded Meng Fann's Divine Sense, as if they had been concealed nearby all along.

Meng Fann's Divine Sense was formidable