The tides of an era were surging forward, and this time, it was unknown who would stand at the precipice, the one to ride the waves.
The Divine Exorcist Great Sage waved his hand, signaling his spies to retreat, leaving him alone in his room, staring blankly into space.
Thick shadows enveloped his face, flickering between light and dark.
A grand spectacle was about to unfold, yet everything had fallen into an eerie tranquility.
Lin Fang had a rare spell of leisure, spending most of his time wandering in Luzhou in the North these days.
Feng Jiu accompanied him through the mountains and waters of Luzhou in the North, visiting its famous landscapes.
The two seemed to forget all their troubles and sorrows, indulging themselves in the beauty of nature.
One evening, the pair strolled through the fields under a bright crescent moon, with the Milky Way sparkling brilliantly overhead.
"Do you regret giving up that path?" Lin Fang asked, smiling at Feng Jiu's radiant face.
