Three months later, Nirvana Mountain, Life and Death Mountain and River Sect.
As Jixia shook off his sleeves and emerged from long-sealed seclusion.
From the continuous Taoist temples at the mountainside, dried fallen leaves covered the ground, yet no one came to clear them, and the entire mountain gate exuded a lonely aura as autumn arrived.
No different from before Jixia went into seclusion.
Previously, it was due to the dissolution of the Life and Death Mountain and River Sect, with disciples and members scattered, ten out of seven perishing, leaving only him, Zuo Shanhe, and Luo Fuyao in the mountain gate, making it appear empty and desolate.
But as Zuo Shanhe broke through to become a True Master, leading back thirty-six disciples with the Cultivation Taoist as the head, even though not many returned, logically speaking...
The mountain gate should not be so deserted and ignored.
He harbored doubts.
