"Immortal, could he be someone from the Heavenly Court?"
Gazing at the rapidly approaching Red Cloud Ancestor, Zhao Gongming asked in a highly vigilant, soft voice.
Yu Yuan shook his head. Before he could open his mouth, Red Cloud Ancestor had already preempted him, "Young child, do not speak nonsense. I have always been at odds with that Heavenly Court!"
As he spoke, his gaze turned towards Yu Yuan with a meaningful tone: "Just now, I sensed the disturbance of the Heavenly Court's Mysterious Fire Platform over here, so I came over to take a look... Surely that Five-Finger Mountain was your doing, fellow Taoist?"
Yu Yuan had now assumed an entirely new appearance, naturally unrecognized by Red Cloud Ancestor.
Zhao Gongming and Yun Xiao Fairy immediately became tense.
This question was a direct hit at the crucial point.
After all, beneath that Five-Finger Mountain, a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were still suppressed.
