759 The Haunting Temple!

At almost the same moment, the Ten Kings of the Concourse of the Underworld alongside their master, and the only two gold-ranked assassins left were gathered in the midst of a dark and gloomy valley respectively.

There was a figure standing before the Concourse, his silhouette shrouded by flapping purple garbs — who else would it be, but Yun Yang himself?

"When I attempted to find the whereabouts of Sister Lan the other day, I unexpectedly noticed that the condensed chillness in the vicinity of this land differs from the norm."