He suddenly grabbed the Heavenly Book at his waist, feeling the urge to carve this sentence into the "Heavenly Book".
Heavenly Master returns for a limited time.
"This boy..." Zhang Yan Yi sighed, "Does he really not want to owe this old man a favor? This slippery fox..."
...
Thousands of miles away, in the realm of Yunfu.
A group of white-clothed mages walked sparsely through the mountains and forests, their numbers significantly fewer than before.
Many had lost or broken their mourning sticks, and the coffins at their waists were dark and decayed.
The White Clothes Sect Master, Shi Youlian, walked at the front. This alluring old woman was dirty and stained with blood; under her shaking hood, her complexion was increasingly pale.
The coffin at her waist had a large crack running through it.
That night, she led the white-clothed mages retreating from Jingchuan City, only to encounter Zhao Shixiong, who came with a knife to kill.
A fierce battle ensued.
