Almost at the same time, Ke Dong also noticed Ji Qianming sitting in the corner, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

"Why are you here too?" Ji Qianming asked in surprise when he saw Ke Dong walking straight towards him. Then he seemed to think of something, and a sense appeared on his face, "I understand, you are the elder of the Void Taoist Sect, and naturally know where the passage to return to the God Realm is connected. And there is another city nearby. In this Fusang City, this Jinwu Restaurant is the most suitable place for inquiries, so you have been waiting for me here..."

The more Ji Qianming thought about it, the brighter his eyes became, and he gave Ke Dong a thumbs up, "What a wonderful reasoning."

Ke Dong's mouth twitched slightly, looked at Ji Qianming with a strange look, and slowly spoke: "It's not... I didn't expect this at all. I came here just because this restaurant was originally my property..."

Ji Qianming:...

"Aren't you an elder of the Void Taoist Sect? How could an elder of the Hidden Sect have such a big restaurant?"

"Family inherited." Ke Dong shrugged and said truthfully.

Ji Qianming rolled his eyes silently, "Didn't I ask you to find Lin Zimu? Why did you go back to the restaurant?"

"President, it's not that I don't want to find it." Ke Dong sighed helplessly, "I have already inquired about Lin Zimu. He used to be the famous Tianshu Star Lord of Tianxin Pavilion. Since he disappeared a few months ago, he has no news yet... The God Realm is so big, where do you ask me to find such a missing person?"

"I came back this time and wanted to mobilize some eyeliners in the restaurant to see if I could find some clues."

Ji Qianming nodded. Indeed, the things he gave to Lin Zimu must not be exposed to the sun. If you want to establish the foundation of the evil association in the divine realm, you must hide in the dark and make plans slowly... In this way, it is indeed difficult to find him.

"Since we can't find him, just let him come to us." Ji Qianming narrowed his eyes slightly, and he had a plan in his heart.

But before that, he still has one more thing to solve.

Ji Qianming's afterglow fell on the table in the distance. The disciple of the Ziji Holy Land seemed to be a little unhappy with the other practitioners, and left the restaurant alone with anger on his face.

"Since this is your restaurant, I won't pay for it." Ji Qianming said with confidence, then stood up and walked out with the disciples of Ziji Holy Land.

Ke Dong was stunned and quickly got up and followed, "President, where are you going?"

...

The night is already dark.

In the dark alley, a figure in purple clothes staggered forward with a wine pot. The faint moonlight shone on him, dragging a long shadow on the blue-black stone road.

"Bastards...a bunch of bastards! Seeing my Ziji Holy Land make a fool of myself, they all started to take advantage of the situation..." His cursing voice echoed in the narrow alley, and there was a silence around him.

Just as he walked forward, his shadow slowly stood up and outlined a figure in a dark blue Taoist robe, with a pair of dark eyes as cold as the moonlight.

A light blue light flashed, and the figure suddenly stretched out his hand and punched the back of the disciple of Ziji Holy Land. The latter's eyes rolled and he fainted suddenly.

Then a mirror flashed, and the two disappeared into the alley at the same time.

Wow—!

A basin of cold water poured on the head of the disciple of Ziji Holy Land, awakening him directly. He looked around in surprise and found that he had been imprisoned in a cell at some point.

In front of him, there was an indifferent figure.

"Who are you?! Where is this?" The disciple tried to use his cultivation to break the iron lock, and then he realized that at some point his meridians had been blocked and could not even move a trace of cultivation.

"I ask, you answer." Ji Qianming didn't mean to answer his question and spoke coldly, "What happened on the day when the man broke into the Ziji Holy Land more than a month ago?"

"Why should I tell you? Do you know who I am? I am an inner disciple of Ziji Holy Land, I am a master but..."

puff--!

Ji Qianming pulled out an iron nail from his hand like lightning and pierced it into the shoulders of the disciples of the Ziji Holy Land. The surging power of the underworld surged into the wound. A sharp pain stimulated his nerves, and the miserable wailing sound suddenly echoed in the cell.

The afterimage moved, and another thirteen iron nails pierced into his body. The disciples of the Purple Holy Land burst out and twisted their bodies like crazy. Then their eyes dissipated and they fainted again.

Ji Qianming pulled out the iron nail expressionlessly, and the morning light flowed, quickly recovering his injuries and wailing him with a splash of ice water.

When the disciples of Ziji Holy Land opened their eyes again, they looked at Ji Qianming as if they were looking at a demon, their eyes full of fear.

"I'm in a bad mood now, it's best not to challenge my limits." Ji Qianming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold murderous intent emanated. "Answer my question, if I'm not satisfied, I promise to let you live and die."

The disciples of Ziji Holy Land were already scared and incoherently told what they saw and heard that day, and even the details of their affair with their junior sister were clearly explained.

"... After the seven elders used the formation to trap the intruder, a cold snorted from the back mountain, and then a purple cloud rolled in the sky. The Zihui God King stood on the top of the cloud with his gourd. Then I saw a purple palm falling from the sky, and the intruder exploded into a ball of fire and disappeared..."

"Wait, do you say he exploded into a ball of fire, before or after being hit by the palm?" Ji Qianming frowned and interrupted the disciple's statement.

The disciple was stunned, recalled for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: It seems...before? The pressure of the God King was too strong at that time, and I couldn't look directly at that palm, so I was not sure."

Ji Qianming lowered his head and began to ponder.

He knew very well that the pale flames were burning his body and would not stop until they were completely burned. If it was hit by the palm, it should be that Zhang Jingyan's vitality would be directly slapped and then swallowed by the flames...

But if it turns into flames before being slapped by the palm, it may only be that his life happened to come to an end at that moment... But, is it really that coincidental?

"However, when the fire disappeared, the God King seemed to be surprised, and then pondered for a long time, looked up and looked in one direction, looking a little confused." The disciple of Ziji Holy Land hesitated for a moment and added a sentence later.

Ji Qianming's body trembled slightly and he hurriedly asked, "Which direction?"

"It seems to be... the north."

"Northern..." Ji Qianming muttered these two words and shook his head after a long time.

He had just arrived at the God Realm and did not know the geographical location here, but he could not see anything from the north. When he had the opportunity, he would have to make a map of the God Realm to see what forces there were in the north.
Chapter completed!