The Jiuzhou Branch of the Star Pavilion was destroyed, the Fire Cloud Ancestor self-destructed and died, and Zhang Lingshui mysteriously disappeared—news of these events quickly spread across the entire Jiuzhou.
This news naturally reached Li Chen's ears.
Li Chen was greatly enraged by the news.
He immediately rushed to Heavenly Sword Mountain.
The once magnificent cluster of buildings now lay in ruins, as if a super typhoon had passed through.
Li Chen stood alone atop the ruins, closed his eyes, allowing the mountain wind to tousle his hair.
At that moment, Li Chen was expressionless, like a weathered statue.
Beside him, the Little Demon Immortal wanted to console him with a few words.
But as the words reached her lips, she felt it was unnecessary, so she swallowed them back down, silently standing by Li Chen's side.
Suddenly!
Li Chen opened his eyes, shooting forth a piercing gleam.
"Brother Chenn, what's wrong?"
