Central Plains, West Dam.
Though this city had no legends tying it to the Immortal Realm, it was ancient beyond measure. It had endured the rise and fall of dynasties and the cleansing fire of endless wars, bearing witness to the changes of the mortal world and the revolutions of heaven and earth.
Over the long years, West Dam City had become one of the ten great ancient cities of the Central Plains, renowned far and wide.
More importantly, West Dam City lay close to Qishi Mansion, only a little over five thousand li away. That made it livelier still.
After Qin Sheng returned to the Shaking Light Holy Land, Ye Fan came to this ancient city alone to meet up with the Black Emperor and Duan De.
Pang Bo had left ahead of him. The Emperor Qing Lineage had sent word through Qishi Mansion, urging him to return to the Eastern Wilderness at once. Ye Fan told him to go first and planned to find his own way back later.
Besides, what Master Ye intended to do next was hardly suitable for Pang Bo.
Each of the Beidou Three Scourges was harder to kill than the last, and each had a grander background. Pang Bo, with his mere Demon God Bloodline, could hardly compare.
The Three Scourges played with their lives at every turn, yet somehow never died. How many lives did anyone else have to spare for their games?
"Where are they..." Ye Fan, his appearance altered, wandered through West Dam City with eyes like torches.
At last, outside the treasure tower the Great Xia Dynasty operated here, he spotted two slender figures.
Under his Heavenly Eye, no disguise could hide. He saw through both figures to their true forms.
One was a fat Daoist in robes. The