"Liu Guifen..."
Aunt Xiang silently chewed over the name, her expression somewhat complicated.
The Crossroads Corner had been far from peaceful over the past half year. Not only had the Inverted Buddha Pagoda's anomalies surfaced time and again, but the struggle for the lordship of North Street had been particularly brutal.
At first, ruthless figures from every side had taken the stage in turns.
They were all notorious death disciples across the Five Domains; their combat prowess went without saying.
Either they were big shots from underground cults or leaders of dark factions. Their nicknames were larger than life—names that could scare ordinary spirit cultivators out of their wits and stop babies from crying at night.
Such as the Lord Who Slaughtered Heaven, the Dark Night Supreme, the Ninth Sword Emperor...
But it still did not work.
Those people could seize the throne of the North Realm's lord, but in the end, they could not escape repeated assassinations by experts of their own level.
In short, conquering a realm was easy; defending it was hard! Until that man stepped forward...
"Liu Guifen... the all-round spirit cultivator you mentioned, the one who cultivated ancient martial arts and knew a little of everything—the Pure Yang Body?" The burly hand on Aunt Xiang's hand spoke.
Shen Yi...
Lei Xier and Five Declines of Heaven and Man, standing to one side, both lowered their eyes.
The two of them had been in East Street for some time and had met Aunt Xiang more than once. This was only the second time they had heard Shen Yi speak.
The first time had been because of Lei Xier's God-Devil Pupils. Even then, he had only spoken to ask one question: "Is this the God-Devil Pupils?"
Shen Yi was in terrible condition—anyone could see that.
Lei Xier