His heart harbored regrets different from those of his Spirit Servant.
Jian Cangfeng had said that Chu Xisheng's talent could still develop into a Holy Transmission.
Zong Sanping did not doubt his friend's words.
But what of it?
Even the sect's reputedly unrivaled 'Heaven Punishing Saint Transmission' was powerless against the calamity of ten thousand demons in the North.
And that future 'Blood Vengeance Saint,' Zong Sanping quite looked down upon her.
With such a temperament, could she really cultivate the Divine Intent Touch Death Blade of Blood Vengeance Blade Lord?
Zong Sanping's thoughts and distractions ceased immediately, seeing a swath of black clouds drifting ahead.
The area of this cloud mass grew larger, almost obstructing the path of the ship.
Inside, thunder flashed, and clouds tumbled, as if hiding a primordial fierce beast, choosing its prey.
