Misty dawn enveloped the Stone Forest.
A girl clad in black, with silver hair, had eyes steadfast and brimming with confidence. Her delicate and fair face seemed to radiate a mysterious glow.
"I know, I've always known."
Jiang Li smiled faintly, speaking softly, "You will be the pride of our Third Realm. All of us hope that you can gain glory for the youth of the Third Realm!"
Yang Rui had perished, Xie Xiwen had turned to dry bones.
The new generation capable of dazzling the Upper Realm was left with only her and Fang Boxuan.
In the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land, and also Fang Boxuan in the Yuanmang Forbidden Land, there wasn't much to praise.
Being a member of Red Mountain and a friend of Zhao Yuanqi, Jiang Li believed Zhao Yuanqi to be the strongest, far surpassing Fang Boxuan.
"Pang, what are your plans next?"
Han Duping suddenly asked.
Pang Jian was taken aback, and naturally looked towards the firmament.
"The Second Realm, the Sword Tower, right?"