The shadows of the bamboo swayed, and the slender bamboo leaves resembled numerous slender mouths, swaying in the wind and making a pleasant sound.
This was originally a tranquil place, but the arrival of the man named Divine General disrupted the peace.
In Mingxuan, a voice filled with coldness and authority resonated.
"Has your god regretted it?"
The Divine General's expression was wooden as he said, "Since God has made a decision, of course, there will be no regrets."
The deep voice from within Mingxuan said, "Then speak your purpose."
The Divine General said coldly, "The Black Wind Village Chief has gone to Wudang, and under Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, he might break through to Returning to Truth."
The atmosphere suddenly became silent.
After a short while, a low laugh echoed again from within Mingxuan, "I really didn't expect that your revered god would be so concerned about such a small figure as the Black Wind Village Chief growing from such an insignificant place."
