章 225: Chapter 3 One Year Later_3

"Where is the descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu?"

There was no beating around the bush, no pleasantries, just straight to the point.

The old fiend of Netherworld glanced at the bloody mist beside him, his eyes filled with questions, as if there were so many things he wanted to ask.

"Answer quickly."

The figure in the bloody mist spoke coldly, with no intention of explaining.

"I don't know either."

The old fiend of Netherworld grumbled unwillingly.

He really had terrible luck, didn't check any auspices, and everything just went wrong.

Usually, it was him interrogating others. Where was the situation when someone compelled him?

"Oh? You don't know... If you don't know, let's feed him to the demonic serpent."

The cold voice in Devil Mountain spoke.

"Yes!"

The figure in the bloody mist grabbed the old fiend of Netherworld and headed out.

Scared, the old fiend's back was covered with cold sweat as he hurriedly said,