"Demon Wind Precipice, the Sacred Tomb must be at Demon Wind Precipice!"
Yao Lianxing's face paled as he took a deep breath and then showed a look of sudden realization, laughing heartily as he slapped Yang Zhen's shoulder and said, "Young friend Yang is indeed extraordinarily intelligent, such an inference allowed you to deduce the exact location of the Sacred Tomb!"
The others were confused, and the Five Wheel Heavenly Lord was even more curious as he stared with wide eyes and asked, "What are you talking about? What's this Demon Wind Precipice, and how does Yang Zhen know about this place? How do you know the Sacred Tomb is at Demon Wind Precipice?"
A series of questions made everyone more curious, all eyes turning to Yang Zhen and Yao Lianxing!
Yao Lianxing laughed heartily and said, "Honored seniors, let's talk as we go, the Sacred Tomb absolutely cannot fall into the hands of the Demon Sect, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable!"