In Yangguan city, there was an old courtyard on the outskirts of the city. It was overgrown with weeds, and the mottled corners were covered with moss. It was a desolate scene.
An old man sat on a chair woven from yellow bamboo. His face was sorrowful, even more desolate than the withered grass and fallen leaves in the courtyard.
This person was the great Grandmaster of heavenly Yin, who had escaped from the thousand Ridge, Ming cangye.
At this moment, Ming cangye was feeling very depressed. When he had seized the body of the great ancestor of heavenly Yin, he had also inherited the latter's memories. Even his personality had been affected. Sometimes, he couldn't even tell if he was Ming cangye or the great ancestor of heavenly Yin.
