Eliminate

From the depths of the alley, a plain and honest-looking man in black slowly walked out. 

Behind him seemed to be a faint smell of blood and the smell of burning flesh. 

"I am now Yang Zong, a wood cultivator of the Small Mirror Hall!" 

Soon, he arrived in front of a courtyard. 

The courtyard was covered with a protective array, and the door was closed. 

"There doesn't seem to be any late-stage Qi Refinement Realm cultivators. It seems that there won't be many guests at the gathering of the Three Talents Guild tonight. That's good." 

Jiang Ming sensed his surroundings for a moment. However, there was nothing threatening around. He was completely at ease. 

Looking at the protective array in front of him, Jiang Ming did not hesitate to take out a talisman to break through the array. After activating it, he stuck it on the protective spiritual array. 

A small gap appeared. It was just wide enough for Jiang Ming to slip in.