He gazed far towards Kunleng and said, "In this era of road expansion with the Hundred Schools of Thought, having some shining rivals will not be so lonely."
Qi Yunxiao's face turned ashen; he celebrated in vain—this person was not dead!
He is the brilliant Proud Sun from the Eastern Land. Having been rendered useless in Divine Travel across thousands of miles, he is now in Ye State, unable to face returning to the Eastern Land in the short term, feeling like he's become a joke.
Outside Earth City, under the night sky, Li Qingyue personally cast a skill to remove the dust from Qin Ming's body. Naturally, this was the latter's deliberate self-imposed touch of vicissitudes.
Returning untainted would not make sense; Qin Ming felt he was quite discreet at the moment, yet he was still engulfed by countless intense gazes.
He naturally knew what many were thinking and hoped to understand how he survived.
