A few more years passed—nearly a century—before the two met once again. At this time, Liu Yang was still wandering around in search of his disciple. He had clearly not given up, but his aura was shrouded in darkness at the moment, making him look like an extremely tragic figure.
He continued to help ordinary people get rid of demons. It was just that the demonic influence over the world was rising. Since he was out there wandering about, he refused to take over the seat as the sect master of the Wang sect. So his junior martial brother took over the job and managed the sect in the meantime.
This time, the case that Liu Yang encountered wasn't ordinary. Dead bodies from the ancestral graveyard were disappearing out of the blue.
