Lu Zhou rose into the air and flew away.
The thousands of cultivators in Southern Mountain City looked at each other, dumbfounded. When they regained their senses, Lu Zhou had already disappeared into the horizon.
"Did we just miss out on a chance to obtain life hearts?"
"I… I think so…"
…
After Lu Zhou dealt with the beast tide, he no longer spared it any thought. After all, since the birth of mankinds, there had always been disasters. Whether they were natural or man-made disasters like earthquakes, tsunamis, or wars, history had always been filled with blood and years.
…
In the always dark and gloomy Southern Kingdom.
Yu Shangrong held his Longevity Sword as he looked at Ning Wanqing and said, "You better not move."
