The voice of the White-clothed Monarch turned eerie, and his eyes grew deep. You must know, that huge hole in the sky over the Ten Thousand Mountains was caused by them.
This made Chen Yuan's spirit shudder. Was Elder Luo hinting at something? What plans do The Venerable, who has already fallen into demon cultivation, have with the people from Chengsheng Land?
Or was he reminding me that they are different from their past lives?
Chen Yuan's mind flickered with thoughts, but his expression remained calm as usual, saying simply:
"Elder Luo, there is no need for you to tell me this."
"If you ever feel lonely, you can come to Qingshan County in White Emperor City to find me. I will prepare good wine and food for you."
The White-clothed Monarch's black eyes moved slightly and said faintly, "Perhaps!"
"Now that the matter is settled, let's all return to our own places. I'm leaving."
