Wuji City today is being rebuilt amid the ruins, resembling an unparalleled ferocious beast sitting there, silently roaring at the heavenly dome, majestic and grand.
The roads inside the city crisscross, running straight through the entire city. The martial artists living peacefully, enjoying the rare serene life amidst the dark turmoil.
Perhaps... this might be the last tranquil moments in their lives.
On the peak of a palace within the city, Xiao Ye sat cross-legged, emptying his mind. After four months of daily meditation, he seemed to have some understanding, sensing something faintly.
And this time was different from his previous daily two-hour meditation.
Hissing sounds filled the air!
Xiao Ye hadn't deliberately activated the Earth's Profound Mysteries, yet it felt as if they were like playful children, cheering excitedly, with mysterious energy surrounding his physical body.
Deep drum beats sounded!
