"Sister Xiu'er spoke out in indignation, and at the same time, a large swath of clouds and fog appeared out of nowhere. By the time the fog had cleared, the figure of the woman was nowhere to be seen."
"So, are you picking on me because my legs aren't good?"
A bit of fog couldn't obscure Tang Luo's vision; it was just that the other party had vanished without a trace, and he couldn't catch up.
Besides, even if he could catch up, what good would it do? The problems the other party was facing couldn't be resolved by simply facing them together.
All that could be done now was to wait.
...
Inside the Spirit World Passage
The middle-aged man tending to the Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul heard the noise but didn't show a pleasant face.
The Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul, as the weapon of the Yun Clan's ancestor, held an extremely important position within the Yun Clan.
Many clansmen believed that it even contained the ancestor's inheritance, and now, this Divine Artifact was half-destroyed.
