Winter comes and summer goes; spring departs and winter arrives. The bamboo grove outside the door is blanketed by snow again and again, and the icicles hanging from the eaves fall time after time. The world changes, yet the cultivation within the cave mansion goes on year after year without the slightest alteration.
And so, in the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
In this year, Ning Daoran turned 450 years old, and the day of the opening of Jiuyou City drew ever closer.
"Boom——"
Within a small house in the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, a wave of energy rippled outward. The air faintly surged with the mystical image of a Dragon Demon.
"Awooo~~"
Big Stupid Deer hurriedly bolted out of another small room, only to see his elder brother step out, emanating a striking Dragon Demon aura. His physique had grown even more balanced and muscular, and he wielded a Big Green Dragon spear with a faint smile upon his face.
