Bai Di Palace.
A man in a white crane robe held a white chess piece in his hand and placed it on the chess board.
He mumbled from the corner of his mouth, "Born divine... Blood Sovereign... preaching... supreme..."
"Senior Brother, this matter is of utmost importance. Should we report it to the Master?" The naïve-looking girl with a baby-face was the second disciple of Bai Di Palace.
Yun He shook his head, "Sometime before, the Master has faced a setback in a conflict with the Venerable. He has received heavy injuries and has been healing in seclusion, and most probably won't see anyone for a while."
"Sifu is wounded?" The girl with the baby face showed a worried expression upon hearing Yun He's response.
"Sigh…" A shadow loomed in Yun He's eyes, "The Venerable is rapidly closing in. The North-South showdown... is indeed tough!"
If the North-South showdown ends with the South's defeat.
It's hard to imagine what the Liu Feng Realm would turn into.
