A disturbance originating from the depths of Breaking Realm Mountain came and went quickly. After Ning Daoran slew the Piaomiao Star Lord within 200 moves, the chaos was quelled before its dawn, leaving little impact on the Liangyi Sect or the human cultivation world of the Eastern Wilderness.
Ning Daoran remained on Chasing Moon Peak, dressed in a simple azure robe, sitting motionlessly atop the summit as a gentle breeze passed by, causing his garments to flutter in the wind.
"Senior Brother Ning."
Several days later, Feng Jingshan once again arrived at Chasing Moon Peak.
Her face was slightly pale, one arm hanging low. In the great battle days prior, she had been injured while intercepting and killing dozens of stone spirits. Now, as her gaze fell on the stone spots that seemed to have increased on Ning Daoran's body, her heart filled with sorrow.
"Young Junior Sister, your injuries are severe. Should you not return to Fierce Sun Dao Palace for healing?" Ning Daoran asked.
