With a sigh, Su Mo crossed ten thousand miles in a single step and left the Void Land.
Sure enough, the Great Peng was not standing guard outside the Void Land.
The Great Peng probably did not know he had hidden in the Void Land, taking it for granted that Su Mo had passed through the World Barrier and fled to another realm.
A cool breeze played its tune. Watching the night rise and fall, Su Mo felt somewhat lost for a moment.
He turned toward the Cloud Sect, his expression exceedingly complicated.
During these days, he had temporarily set aside the hatred in his heart, joined the Cloud Sect, and come to know many of its people.
The instigators from the Cloud and Thunder Sects who bore a deep blood feud with the Ninth Realm were already dead, but that did not mean their enmity with the Lower Realm could be brushed aside so easily.
Yet not everyone in the Cloud Sect was evil... at least, Chen Meiren, Senior Sister Xia, and Du Pingsheng were not!
Back then, Su Mo had not understood the kindness Du Pingsheng had shown him.
At this moment, with his seven thoughts awakened, Su Mo understood... it was the same wholehearted devotion Green Robe had shown.
It was the intent to pass on a legacy!
Somewhat lost, Su Mo looked up at the stars filling the sky... no matter what, he ought to go say goodbye.
On the Cloud Sect's Medicine Mountain, Du Pingsheng sat motionless outside the Thatched Cottage.
A cool breeze swept past, carrying an unaccountable sorrow as it played through Du Pingsheng's white hair.
On the stone table stood a pot of tea and two cups...
The unceasing chirping of insects seemed to carry the sorrow of the entire mountain,