The next day.
"Weren't they enjoying a cheerful little gathering just yesterday? Why is the atmosphere so tense today?"
Supported by a Kakushi, Kagaya Ubuyashiki slowly made his way beneath the veranda.
With mild surprise, he looked at the several members of the Nine Hashira in the courtyard, their auras steady and deep as they subtly faced off against one another.
Then he asked the Kakushi beside him, "And that wooden sign over there..."
On the other side of the courtyard, a member of the Kakushi held a signboard.
On it
He remembered Empress Wa's Palace particularly well. This was where his rise had begun. Without the Savage Wilderness Tyrant Body Art, he probably would not have possessed the strength to fight a Venerable to the death even now. It was this Savage Wilderness Tyrant Body Art that had allowed him to keep fighting until now.
Qianxue thought so too. Perhaps because she was too familiar with Lin Xiangyang, all she felt toward him was dependence, without any romantic attraction.
Shi Lan lost focus for an instant and was struck and injured by the bandit leader, falling to the ground. Just as she was about to get up, the bandit leader was already swinging his axe down at her.
Then they could see a man appear before them. The voice just now had come from his mouth.
But Qiao Yang knew that in this circle, only the audience were fools, led around by the nose by those within it.
As for enemies such as Yue Leng, Wu Dao did not take them to heart at all.
"Why have you come back?!" A black spirit beast guarding the entrance to the old man's cave abode blocked Dabai's path, instantly transforming into a young man. A trace of disgust flashed through his