The Ghost Bell rings, all things grow silent, heaven and earth solemnize, entering reincarnation, ascending the Immortal Path...
Xia Liu's heart and soul grew restless the moment he heard the Ghost Bell.
At the same time, a shadowy figure approached from afar.
Clad in a black robe, his face obscured, an aura of Abi Ghost Energy made the surroundings grim.
In view, a hand devoid of any skin color held a white oil-paper umbrella.
"The King Yan decrees death at midnight; you won't see dawn."
A chilling voice emanated from beneath the black robe.
As the figure raised his head, Xia Liu caught sight of a pair of fangs.
Like a Yaksha in the darkness, it sent shivers down one's spine.
"Who are you?"
Confronted by a mysterious figure laden with killing intent, Xia Liu maintained his poise.
In the Kunwu Realm, his enemies, to date, should only be the Beast Taming Sect.
Could it be this person is an assassin hired by the Beast Taming Sect?
