Looking down from the sky to the ground, the trace of Huizhou County Town had vanished from the plain at the border of the two provinces, replaced by a strange fog that spanned between heaven and earth.
Light could not penetrate it, and it seemed as if all sounds within were already cut off from the outside world.
However, Li Junqing was completely unaware of all these changes; his Integration Body cultivation was already unattainable by mortals and akin to an immortal, but in the current Huizhou County filled with heavyweights, he didn't even count as a floor tile.
But with the arrival of that voice, Li Junqing did stop his action of drinking.
Going to one's death with composure was a choice without choice; if possible, who would willingly die?
Especially for someone who feared death.
Li Junqing was unclear about what had specifically transpired, but from the ramblings of that mad old man, it seemed like Xu Changtian, that boy, might have come back to life.
