Yun Xuan looked at the corpses on the ground and quickly recognized Zhao Zhengdong.
Although this fellow disciple's entire head seemed to have been corroded by a magical force, causing his head to be corroded by strong acid and his face to be completely invisible, Yun Xuan could still recognize him.
Riding his flying sword, Yun Xuan remained in the air for a long time without speaking.
He suddenly recalled the last conversation he had with his teacher, Kong Tong.
"The sect will be relying on you in the future."
"Get closer to the Lu family. In the future, the sect will belong to the Lu family, but it will also belong to all the cultivators in the Feiyun state. Apart from fitting in with the Lu family, you must do your best to give the disciples of the humble Class A chance to grow. Only in this way can the sect grow and the cultivation world of the Feiyun state get rid of the situation of being despised by the border."
