Within the Eastern Province.
Misty Mountain, Wayless Sect.
In front of the Hall of Law Transmission.
Ye Luo stood there quietly.
His eyes were fixed on the Grand Hall Square.
Seemingly reminiscing about the days when he sat there, comprehending the Dao.
In the blink of an eye, he had become a powerhouse.
A master of a Holy Land.
How unpredictable life is.
Who could have thought that he was once useless?
Utterly useless.
Born without a Spirit Root.
A laughingstock because of his uselessness.
After joining the Wayless Sect, his life turned around, and he became an unparalleled powerhouse.
Within East State, aside from members of the Wayless Sect, there were almost none who could defeat him.
Even if those ancient monsters emerged, Ye Luo was confident he could blow them all away.
This was the confidence of the First Senior Brother of the Wayless Sect.
"However, speaking of family, when it's later on, after leaving the Wayless Sect, I do need to make a trip back home."
