Two figures stood on a mountaintop outside the city, letting the mountain breeze wash over them as they stood still. 0

Chen Fan would have immediately recognized them, as they were Elder Yingwu and Elder Xiongwu. They had once made things difficult for him when he first entered the inner sect by trying to search his soul.0

Elder Yingwu's gaze fixed on Watermoon City, his face twisting into a sinister smile. “Hoho, the entire Chen Clan is in a panic now. Chen Zhengqing has even reached out to that little bastard Chen Fan. I’m sure he is out of the sect now and must be facing the might of the merit elder.”0

“That little beast Chen Fan is a freak, rising...0