Chapter 1511: Chapter 2: Departure, Imperial City (Part 2)

Strong!

So strong!

In this hell, there’s actually such a powerful force!

Lan Song took a deep breath and looked up at the sky...

With just one glance, he could no longer take his eyes off...

In the void, as if torn apart, a man stood mid-air, wearing purple clothes swaying, surrounded by a faint purple aura, and a powerful suction seemed to pull the air from the entire sky around him.

Even though the man’s face was covered with a mask, preventing others from seeing his full appearance, just from the sinister and noble aura alone, one could imagine the ethereal, unparalleled visage hidden beneath that mask.

Wait!

Mask?

Lan Song’s eyes widened abruptly, his whole body starting to tremble...

"Silver mask, purple eyes, stronger than Great Commander Sun Yao, could he be... this, how is this possible? How could someone so noble appear here?"

A long time ago, there was a legend in hell.

It is said that although the newly appointed King of hell is incredibly powerful, he always wears a silver mask, so even those close to him cannot see the face beneath the mask.

Moreover, the King possesses a pair of unparalleled purple eyes...

Just as Lan Song was speculating about the man’s identity, a soft voice came from behind the man: "Uncle, why are these people so surprised to see you?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and when they looked up, they saw a little girl, as delicate as a carved jade doll, emerge from behind the man.

That’s right, she indeed came from behind!

It must be noted, that was high in the sky, and the man had flown here at such speed, yet she hadn’t fallen?

Moreover, the aura around the man was too strong; even though it bypassed the little girl, given her young age, it shouldn’t have left her unaffected.

Looking at it now, the little girl seemed unaware of such a powerful aura...

Who exactly is she?

"I don’t know."

Ye Wuchen shook his head, and then his figure flashed as he descended from the void...

Lan Song was taken aback, astonished as he looked at Ye Wuchen walking towards him, his whole body tensed up, unable to utter a single word.

Even when faced with greater dangers, he had never been this nervous...

"Where is Muer?"

The man’s low voice echoed in the quiet valley, carrying an undeniable power.

"Mu... Muer?" Lan Song was stunned, looking at Ye Wuchen, confused.

Whoosh!

A sharp gaze shot over from the side, scaring Lan Song into trembling a few times, cold sweat rolling down his forehead, not daring to glance at Ye Wuchen beside him.

"Muer is..." Ye Wuchen paused, then continued, "Mu Ruyue! I sensed her presence here, where is she now?"

"Lord?"

Lan Song’s eyes widened suddenly, involuntarily looking at Ye Wuchen.

Was he talking about the Lord?

Since when does the Lord know such a noble person? No wonder she dares to disregard Great Commander Sun Yao!

Upon hearing Ye Wuchen’s words, Xue poked her head out from behind, blinking curiously.

"Does this uncle know mother? Is he here looking for mother?"

Xue bit her finger, her eyes darting around a few times, but ultimately asked nothing...

Brother had said, one should not trust strangers too easily; she still did not know this man’s identity, so she couldn’t let him know she was her mother’s daughter...