The wide canyon was a scene of chaos.
The scent of blood was overwhelming.
Severed limbs and shattered rocks were everywhere.
On a larger boulder among them, Jiang Shi sat quietly, breathing heavily, with a white glow emanating from his body as he performed Guiyuan repeatedly.
The continuous and exhausting battle was wearing him down.
During the fight with Kong Futian earlier, he had already sustained serious injuries and had not yet recovered. Now, after dealing with so many in the canyon, he was truly exhausted in both body and spirit.
An extended period passed.
Jiang Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the white glow on his body gradually dimmed as his injuries began to heal quickly. He then stood up from the boulder and walked toward the dilapidated building in front of him.
If there were no exceptions, the deep-seated heritage accumulated by the Kong Family over nearly ten thousand years should have been moved here, right?
Bang!
