Volume One: The Misty Immortal Palace Chapter 139: Butchery in the Pit

Before the Ascension Platform, the three Night Envoys, clad in black robes and hooded, turned around upon hearing the shouts of Nangong Xun and Cheng Bing. "Oh? You wish to join the Night Palace?"

"Indeed," Nangong Xun said, cupping his fists. "The Night Palace is vast and formidable, boasting countless masters. Now that the Nangong Immortal Palace has been reduced to ruins, I can no longer serve as its Master. It would be the utmost honor to join the Night Palace."

"Hahaha, fascinating, truly fascinating. Few are ever willing to volunteer for the Night Palace. Since that is your wish, you may accompany us," the Grand Night Envoy laughed heartily, readily granting Nangong Xun's request.

"Many thanks for your magnanimity, my lord," Nangong Xun and Cheng Bing said in unison.

Immediately, a dark cloud materialized beneath the feet of the three Night Envoys, and Nangong Xun and Cheng Bing stepped onto it, though they were soon knocked unconscious and carried away. Naturally, Elder Guo and the Azure Serpent were also seized and brought along. The group of five rode the cloud, departing from the Ascension Platform and speeding toward the northern skies.

Palace Master Caixiang watched the disappearing silhouettes of the five for a long time before preparing to leave. For him, joining forces with the Night Envoys to capture Zhou Hao had required virtually no effort on his part, yet the harvest was immense. Not only had he acquired an immortal turtle, but also two immortal maidens. Especially Huohuo—such countenance was enough to stir the heart of Palace Master Caixiang, despite all his experience with countless beauties. It was unimaginable what breathtaking elegance this young girl would possess once she blossomed into full maturity.

Flanking him were two maidens, one in vibrant red and the other in captivating green. Palace Master Caixiang's gaze rested primarily on the girl in red; even with his discerning eye, he could not help but praise her perfection.

At this moment, both Huohuo and Xiao Shanshan were unconscious, held in the embrace of Palace Master Caixiang. Looking down at the red-clad girl in his left arm, he noted her exquisitely delicate features and flawless bone structure. With her distinct widow's peak,