King Xuanling wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his expression cold and ruthless.
The quasi-Sky King, hearing this, couldn't help but frown.
The masked strong person...
He shook his head, unable to determine which force the other belonged to in terms of Nirvana.
This quasi-Sky King had no choice but to alert the others, as the three Nirvana warriors each approached, ready to relay any situation at a moment's notice.
At the entrance of Cloud Village.
Tuoba Lian squinted his eyes, looking at the Dark Heavenly Court's Nirvana warriors as they lowered their guard, and something came to his mind.
Suddenly, Tuoba Lian seemed to sense something.
He looked in a direction within the village.
There, at some unknown time, a figure dressed in a dark garment appeared, black hair fluttering, with a gentle smile on his face.
Mo Che?
Tuoba Lian's wrinkled face blossomed into a smile.
What a coincidence?
The Nirvana warrior was taken away, and then Mo Che returned...
