Xiang Yang was completely baffled. Who would have thought that the lord of the Chaotian Alliance was actually that old immortal, Six Yin Superior?
Back when he had achieved success in the innate realm, he had spent a short time under Liu Yin. Before long, however, he had gone to the Far East Region in search of the Spring of Life and cut ties with him. Who could have expected Yan Mumei to become entangled in this again?
"That makes sense. I heard Liu Yin once went up Cangyun Mountain to fight that devil sect scoundrel Shen Zhenxuan. He was defeated, and from then on, his luck turned sour and he began going downhill. Who would have thought that after leaving the heartland of Yongzhou, he would come to these border prefectures to throw his weight around? It truly makes one sigh."
Six Yin Superior could be called the first true top expert Xiang Yang had ever seen in his life, as well as the first Celestial he had ever encountered. The impression Liu Yin had left on him was quite deep.
What he had not expected was that Liu Yin, once high-spirited and ambitious enough to forge an enormous power and dominate Yongzhou, had become a homeless dog. He could only scrounge about in a place like the Liao River, on the fringes of a province and prefecture. It stirred inexplicable feelings within Xiang Yang.
It truly felt like the wheel of fortune had turned. That old saying—thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—had already come true, and it had not even taken thirty years.
Still, Xiang Yang's relationship with Liu Yin had never been good. Back then, lowering his head to serve a villain had merely been an expedient measure when his martial