On the street, the rainstorm poured down, sounding like a massive tide.
Jing Ci's expressionless face was illuminated by the streetlights, the dim phone screen reflecting the empty intersection and smoking commercial street, as well as the sky shrouded with dark clouds.
Lightning ripped through the mist, like a pair of sinister terrifying eyes, gazing down at him.
He picked up the phone and held it to his ear, "Awake?"
At this moment, Netherworld finally understood how the Bai Ze Clan could still manipulate this many Pseudo Ancestors after losing that clone, because they had an Ancestor born from the Third Law.
Lu Shu's Ancestor.
The "Classic of Mountains and Seas·Southern Mountains" once said: "In the mountains of Niuyang, there is a beast, with a horse-like body but a white head, its pattern like a tiger with a red tail, its sound like a ballad, its name is Lushu, and wearing it is fitting for descendants."
