บท 1538: Tong Zhu’s Sister in Law

Ye Mo looked at the direction this hollow immortal pointed in confusion. There was just a solitary yard with a formation. The defense formation was a mere level eight spirit formation. It was worse than the defense formation of some sects in the cultivation realm.

Ye Mo's spirit sense easily scanned inside. There was a female cultivator inside, hollow immortal middle stage power. Her face was very pale, a sickly pale. Clearly she was injured. What made Ye Mo feel strange was that although her expression seemed very serious, there was an indescribable seduction emanating from her bones, making people want to get close to her.

Such a strange feeling. Ye Mo frowned, his Three Birth Chant was constantly running and that feeling just faded away. He didn't know if other cultivators who saw her would have a similar feeling.