"Nine years…"
Wang Ba looked at his reflection in the water mirror. His visage remained unaffected since nine years ago, except for a faint indistinct stability in his eyes.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
After escaping from the Tianmen Cult, after many twists and turns, he and Bu Chan had arrived at the Baiyun Prairie.
This area was located at the intersection of the borders of Yan State's three major sects and was also located in the southeast corner of Yan State.
Not only was it close to the three major sects but also not far from the south of the Chu Dynasty in Yan State.
Due to its unique location, many treasures of the sects and the Chu Dynasty would end up here.
However, for a rogue cultivator, it was an unfriendly territory under the watchful eyes of the sects.
