Southern Continent, Yinfeng Valley at the center of Yinming Mountain.
Thousands of hills and countless ravines, black rocks jagged, Yin winds howling, not a blade of grass grows!
Just at this moment, a cloud of green came from afar and landed in the valley, transforming into a withered old man wrapped in a green robe.
It was none other than Wen Yun the Curse King!
Wen Yun glanced around, not seeing anyone for now, and immediately shouted loudly:
"Gou She, I've come to find you!"
The dry, sharp voice swiftly spread in all directions through the intricate passages between the stone walls.
And soon, there was movement in Yinfeng Valley.
"Swish swish swish..."
If viewed from above, a gust of black wind could be seen roaring across rapidly.
After a short while, this gust of black wind arrived in front of Wen Yun, swirling and transforming into a slightly plump middle-aged man with small eyes and a furrowed brow.
"Wen Yun, why have you come?" asked Gou She.
