Great Xia Dynasty, Sky Observation Bureau.
After the Imperial Astronomer casually recorded a line in the bamboo book, he went off to attend to other matters.
"What is your relationship with that faction of paper people?" Wang Xuan asked. Those people were ruthless and merciless; to obtain fragments of the Old Saint Decree, they had not hesitated to blood-sacrifice a large grotto-heaven.
At the same time, Wang Xuan had also clashed with them in the True Immortal Realm. He had killed an entire boatload of paper people and held not the slightest goodwill toward that group.
"What is your relationship with that faction of paper people?" Wang Xuan asked. Those people were ruthless and merciless; to obtain fragments of the Old Saint Decree, they had not hesitated to blood-sacrifice a large grotto-heaven.
At the same time, Wang Xuan had also clashed with them in the True Immortal Realm. He had killed an entire boatload of paper people and held not the slightest goodwill toward that group.
"What is your relationship with that faction of paper people?" Wang Xuan asked. Those people were ruthless and merciless; to obtain fragments of the Old Saint Decree, they had not hesitated to blood-sacrifice a large grotto-heaven.
At the same time, Wang Xuan had also clashed with them in the True Immortal Realm. He had killed an entire boatload of paper people and held not the slightest goodwill toward that group.
"Brother An? We met this afternoon and reunited again at midnight—fate!" Wang Xuan hurriedly greeted him, finally realizing who he was.
Very soon, a pitch-black owl flew into this sealed space within the Higher Spiritual World. It stared at Wang Xuan again and again, recognizing him as a newcomer.
"Senior Brother Hong Teng?" Wang Xuan asked.
It really was him. He manifested a slightly