The three Guardians and the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master had already left long ago to god knew where for their battle… He Zhiqiu only left a written letter for them, and finally, he sent a letter to each Holy Land…
At the end of the letter addressed to the Elusive World of Immortals, Zhan Mubai had added a few more words: "For ten thousand years, the honor of the Holy Lands has never been profaned by anyone. This Zhan shall use his death to defend the name of the Holy Lands! Though some may mingle for a thousand years, there must come a time for farewell. Today, Mu Bai shall bid everyone goodbye in advance!
As the makeshift stretcher rocked back and forth, Zhan Mubai closed his eyes lightly, allowing his memory to flow. As the ancient people used to say, all men must die. At the end of one's life, people would see fragments of their life flashing before their eyes. From the looks of it, the next stop would most likely be the final station of his long life…
