Yang Lake.
Will this world fall into chaos?
Upon hearing Jiang Ning's question, Zhong Yue's expression involuntarily became dazed.
He instinctively wanted to say that the world is at peace!
But he knew he couldn't deceive himself, nor could he deceive Jiang Ning.
Anyone with some vision can see that people all across the world are already restless.
Even the long-dormant ghosts and monsters are starting to stir.
And yet, that Martial Saint has not shown any sign of appearing.
Everyone knows that the Martial Saint's time is nearing its end.
Once the Martial Saint, who has maintained peace in the world for over eight hundred years, passes away, the world would instantly explode like a powder keg, and within a day, wars would break out everywhere.
"As long as he lives, it will not fall into chaos!" Zhong Yue said.
"Then what is his current state? Does Zhong Mansion Envoy know?" Jiang Ning asked.
