Zheng Chu has laid out a plan here, even intending to use the Erosion Sun Rain, but what is his real intention?
Countless thoughts churned in his mind, but ultimately, they only turned into a sigh.
The road ahead of him remained shrouded in thick fog.
For a long while, only then did he turn around and leave.
The future matters are beyond his current reach; for now, he has more urgent matters to attend to.
He returned to the Martial Pavilion.
The Martial Pavilion Ancestral Land now struggled to regain its former glory.
Among the Great Realm, the Martial Artists passing by had lost their previous flamboyance and pride, replaced by the perseverance won from trials and an unshakable fatigue.
The starry sky was no longer filled with pure, fiery Qi and Blood; it was mixed with various Law Qi Mechanisms, extremely complex.
After Yan Feng became the Martial Ancestor, he issued his first decree.
