Yu Jiang0

Li Qinghong had just seen him earlier, when she had been duelling Guo Hongjian; he was a cultivator from the Southern Sea whose aura was hard to gauge and carried an air of deep mystery.0

He simply stood there, staring at Li Qinghong’s dazzling purple lightning-covered figure. His expression was naturally full of admiration, as if he were waiting for something rather than attacking.1

Li Qinghong knew this person was formidable and held her spear without striking. After two seconds, she saw a streak of blue-black light shoot skyward from Chengshui Tomb in the north, rapidly spreading and dyeing half the sky blue-black.0

Boom!0

A thunderous roar erupted, as if something had fallen from the distant mountains, sending tremors through the earth. A hazy purple-black energy surged skyward...0