497 Trap to Kill

Iridescent Clouds Palace, Ash Parasol Mountain.

An old man in scarlet robes flew through the air without relying on any external objects, descending slowly in front of a cave abode on the middle of a mountain.

The sect badge on his waist indicated that he was from True Fire Sect.

This was Sima Zhi, a Golden Core of True Fire Sect.

A towering ancient tree stood in front of the cave abode with a stone table beneath it. A man in azure blue robes sat solemnly on a stone stool, his long, narrow eyes shimmering coldly.

"Brother Cang Lang, why have you called for me so urgently?"

Sima Zhi asked the moment he landed.

The azure-robed man was Perfected Being Cang Lang of Iridescent Clouds Palace!

Perfected Being Cang Lang had a calm expression and took a sip of tea unhurriedly, only speaking after he put down the teacup, "Brother Sima, you don't even know that you're at death's door?!"

"Ah?