1538 Sovereign Descendant of the Monster

The disciples guarding the teleportation room did not know what was going on, but they knew Xuan Qing.

"Apprentice Younger Sister Xuan Qing, no one should be moving around after the bell has tolled. Besides, the teleportation room isn't working right now."

They were showing much respect to the descendant of the Empyrean Goddess.

Xuan Qing had thrown caution to the wind. At this point, she didn't even care if they were violating the rules of the Demon Slayers Palace.

However, if the teleportation room wasn't working, there was nothing she could do about it.

Xuan Qing gazed at Jiang Chen. She was relying on him for all decisions.

"Thank you for letting us know."

Turning around, Jiang Chen answered the disciples of the Demon Slayers Palace who were guarding the teleportation room.

However, he did not stop.

"You?"

The disciple in charge decided to stop him.

"Let him go."