Nie Jun, who had been deep in thought, suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at the empty sky.
After sensing that faint trace of demonic aura,
a hint of complexity surfaced at his brows.
Why is it possible... to be so fast?
Nie Jun had been in seclusion lately, not leaving because he had come across information about the Dao Pillar in the Law Storage Pavilion.
Wanting to offer his modest support to Shen Yi, who was isolated and alone, facing the Nan Hong Seven Sons by himself, he gritted his teeth and resolved to visualize a third-grade Dao Pillar.
He had been waiting for an officiant from the Pure Moon Sect to come and expound the law.
But before the officiant's lecture,
Sect Master Shen had already given him a lesson.
At this thought, he got up and left his abode, rushing in the direction of the fluctuating aura.
At this moment, within the ancestral master's grand hall of the inner gate,
