A day had quickly passed.
Mo Xie and Shang Ting arrived in the Pagoda's 9th floor.
Shang Ting felt eerie, she looked at a black mountain a few hundred meters away, it is surrounded by hundreds of green mountain.
One could say that in the midst of all the green gem stood dirt that ruined the whole of the picture.
But in Mo Xie's eyes, he couldn't help but look at the black mountain with deep emotion, Shang Ting noticed it and asked: "That is?"
Mo Xie smiled at her, he then slowly spoke: "That's the grave of my one and only friend that time."
Shang Ting hearing this felt shaken, the friend of an Immortal Paragon died? She couldn't believe what existence could actually kill such a person.
Mo Xie smiled: "My friend was a village, not even an Earth Rank cultivator, he was killed by the enemy village, although I avenged him, I still felt empty that time."
Shang Ting didn't know what to do nor say, she only leans on Mo Xie's shoulder.
