The Three Pure Ones!

Within Purple Cap Mountain in Kunlun Ruins, Zi Qingcang and Ye Chen sat across each other. A pot of sandalwood incense was enshrouded in smoke at the side. The smoke was like a dragon, it was refreshing.

Ye Chen questioned Zi Qingcang as soon as he opened his mouth. 

"Why did the Kunlun Ruins extract all the nine dragon veins of the secular world and suppress them mercilessly?"

As soon as he said that, he stared at Zi Qingcang. His tone was unquestionable, almost commanding.

Zi Qingcang sighed faintly when he heard that, as if he had already guessed it. Then, he slowly said, "Before I answer your question, can you answer one of my mine first?"

Ye Chen nodded lightly.

Zi Qingcang's gaze was deep as he said with fear, "Fellow should've seen that Corpse King, right?"

"Of course!"

Ye Chen nodded.

The Corpse King he was referring to was naturally the qin corpse that had escaped from the Thunderclap Pagoda.