The entire Tianqing Mountain Range was engulfed in a massive earthquake.
Mo Yunchui's words sent shockwaves through the Southern Domain.
After seeing off the guests, Mo Yunchui did not linger and, riding the Ancient Qing Heavenly Peng, headed towards the East Desolate Mo Family.
On the way, he also encountered many overlords from the Southern Domain.
However, Mo Yunchui did not even glance at them.
To him, these overlords were insignificant.
Mo Qinglian sat on the back of the Ancient Qing Heavenly Peng, staring at the scenery passing by, her expression somewhat dazed.
Leaving the Xuan Demon Mountain Range, where she had lived for seventeen years, she couldn't help feeling a bit sentimental.
For some reason, her mind was full of images of Ye Xuan.
"Young master, we will surely meet again, won't we?"
Although they had only known each other for a few days, Ye Xuan left an indelible mark in her heart.
