章 1382: The Fox Spirit

Ye Futian and his group just walked away; many people stared at them but did not stop them.

After all, it was still impossible for them to associate the death of a legendary Prophet of the Demon Realm with a human Saint Plane cultivator.

"Didn't you ask about her?" Xia Qingyuan asked Ye Futian while they traveled in the void sky.

Ye Futian shook his head and delivered his voice back, "I didn't lie. After seeing the prophet, I didn't ask anything, and he didn't say anything."

Ye Futian suddenly realized that he should have asked.

However, the moment he stepped into the Prophet's Palace, the Prophet just stared at him with a pair of red eyes, and soon blood oozed from those eyes. In such a situation, he only thought about walking away, how could he ask anything?

At that time, he couldn't expect that the Prophet directly departed this life after he came out, and it was because of this that he began to change some of his previous thoughts.