272 The Final Palace

Youngflame Nong gave the group of Wanxiang Adepts a look. He mused to himself, "Perhaps they aren't in the Dao Repository Palace… or perhaps one of them has them. Still, Immortal Witchriver was merely a Diremonster Immortal; his roots weren't that deep. Even if he had some divine abilities or techniques, the Youngflame clan probably has them as well. And they are still very useful to me…"

"Everyone, since we have finished our investigations, then let us head to the final palace," Youngflame Nong said.

"Right."

Ning and the others immediately began to grow nervous.

"Let's go!" Youngflame Nong took out yet another magic treasure, a flying weaver's shuttle. The flying shuttle expanded to thirty meters long and ten meters wide. Ning and the others entered it, which was quite roomy.

Swish! The flying shuttle immediately exited the Dao Repository Palace. As they emerged, the Fiendgod Xiangliu Fang was already waiting for them.