Wind Cloud City, Immortal Welcoming Restaurant.
Su Zimo's group of four arrived at the place and sat by a random table on the third floor by the window. There were many delicacies made from the flesh of remnant beasts and immortal fruits on the table. The fragrance was overwhelming.
Ru Xuan ate with relish.
Earlier on, Nangong Ling had scared the other party off by revealing his name in front of everyone. Right now, he was in a great mood with that flash of authority!
Liu Hanyan leaned against the window and gazed at the bustling city. She smiled and felt much more relaxed.
Su Zimo was still holding onto the Heaven Slaying Sword Art and comprehending it as though nobody was around.
"Senior Sister, what's that black stone?"
Ru Xuan stuffed something in her mouth and sent a voice transmission with her spirit consciousness.
"I'm not sure either. I just have a feeling that the stone is extraordinary."
