"Miss…"
"This is the will of Heaven, no one can change it, everything has been destined!"
Lan Tian said, the corners of his mouth revealing an indiscernible cold smirk.
After Xiao Yifeng obtained the Heart of the Angel, he opened it and saw a sacred and powerful aura diffuse around him. This aura, as if the object truly belonged to a divine being, eluded comprehension, and even Xiao Yifeng's penetrating eyes failed to see through it.
Having looked it over once, Xiao Yifeng did not study it further, preparing to head back.
However, not long after Xiao Yifeng began to leave, his gaze flickered; he turned and dashed toward a certain location.
In an open area of Donggang, a fierce battle was also taking place.
The three monks from Lingyin Temple were being besieged by dozens of figures clad in long robes and masked veils, all donning a distinctive garb.
"People from the Tianri Sect!"
