Time flew away. In a blink of an eye, eight years had passed.
Jian Wushuang's death had once stirred up great chaos in the Green Fire Palace, but with the elapse of time, their surprise and anger faded away.
"Shoo!"
All of a sudden, a bulky figure appeared above the vast battlefield near the Chillywind Valley.
He wore black armors and a black helmet, and there was a black unicorn on his forehead. He looked down at the ground coldly.
"Here it is," Samsara Temple Master murmured, and then he sent a message to Jian Wushuang, "Jian Wushuang, I found the place. Let your worm beast show up."
"Okay, wait a moment," Jian Wushuang responded. Soon he summoned Gu King.
Parasitic on Jian Wushuang, Gu King was closely connected to him. As long as they were not far away, they could communicate with each other through consciousness.
After receiving Jian Wushuang's message, Gu King came out from the depths of the ground.
