What a coincidence.
Following the location Old Daoist Wuchen, Ding Baisheng, had sent him, Li Yun discovered that it was the very Valley Zhang Ruohan had first brought him to, where he had obtained the Sorrowful Wind Swordplay.
The moment he arrived in the Valley, Li Yun recalled how he had once followed Biefeng's howls into another, even stranger Valley.
Since he was here again—
He naturally had to take a look.
After all, his strength was now completely different from before. It was night and day; he was fully confident he could handle that perilous place.
But not now.
In the Valley, he saw Old Daoist Wuchen.
What shocked Li Yun, however, was that besides Old Daoist Wuchen, a Green-Robed Middle-Aged Man lay on the ground.
The Green-Robed Middle-Aged Man was unconscious, clearly grievously injured, and had been forcibly sealed by a powerful force.
"Senior Brother Wuchen... who is this? What happened?"
"You don't know him?"
Ding Baisheng wore a teasing expression. "Then you must know his disciple!"
"His disciple? Who?"
"Xie Yu'an!"
"What? Xie Yu'an... Then this person is the Heavenly Human Supreme who vanished many years ago, the Heavenly Dragon Berserker?"
"Hiss..."
Li Yun immediately sucked in a cold breath.
At the same time, he understood.
Something must have happened for Old Daoist Wuchen to come here; otherwise, he could not possibly have captured the Heavenly Dragon Berserker and brought him over.
"What Heavenly Human Supreme? This fellow is in the Dharma Form Realm."
"Speaking of which, it was quite a coincidence..."
"I had only arrived in Eastern Cloud Prefecture today and stopped in Cloud Dream County. I merely wanted to eat something and have a few drinks, but this fellow came too..."
"So you captured him?"
"You brat... Do you think I was so full I