Chapter 42: Netherworld Holy Water

Chapter 42

However, Qinchuan quickly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and turned his gaze to the colossal dragon carcass, sensing a strand of residual special aura from that wound.

"It is indeed the unique aura of the Netherworld Hall's members, could it really be someone from the Netherworld Hall..."

Feeling the special residual aura, Qinchuan's eyes narrowed sharply, not anticipating that the mysterious group would actually be people from the Netherworld Hall.

"I didn't expect the legacy of the Netherworld Hall to have survived until now, and they even dare to offend me, such audacity!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Qinchuan's eyes as he stood in front of the dragon corpse for a long while before turning to leave the place.

He turned and looked at the powerful beings of the demon and monster races beside him, saying, "Is there still Netherworld Holy Water remaining in the Saint Abyss?"

"There is some left, we will go and fetch it for Emperor immediately."