By the time I spoke again, it was already day and night.

"If I have no enemies, what's the point of shouldering the responsibility of common people and righteousness?"

"But...but I'm not invincible yet."

Su Xuan whispered hoarsely, his head pressed against the ground, and he did not get up for a long time.

The wind messed up his silver hair, but it couldn't mess up Su Xuan's mottled heart.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Su Xuan raised his head and moved with difficulty to hide himself in the shadows.

He looked into the distance, his eyes slowly becoming cold and silent, just like the endless dark night with the howling cold wind.

...a fleeting moment.

A long time has passed in a blink of an eye.

Donghua Holy City is even more prosperous and prosperous than in previous years.

Not to mention that there are people coming and going inside the city and even outside the city.

People entering the city lined up like a long queue and it was extremely crowded.

"Have you heard that the inheritance of the Holy King has officially started?"

"The first place of trial, Fantian Mountain, has already appeared. Only by leaving your name on Fantian Mountain can you be qualified to receive the inheritance of the Holy Lord!"

"There are four places in the Holy King's inheritance, and it is possible to find treasures and inheritance in each place.

In previous years, Emperor Xiao monopolized the inheritance of the Holy Lord, and it was precisely for this reason that he was known as the most powerful person in the Eastern Wasteland..." "I don't know who will be the ultimate winner this time!"

Everyone was talking a lot, with excitement in their eyes.

"I wonder whose name is engraved on the top of Fantian Mountain?"

"The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and only the top experts cannot climb it!"

"According to rumors, the top experts from the east who came to Donghua Holy City all had their names engraved on them."

"Xuanyuan Bailong, Ye Tianxu, Emperor Ming, Emperor Yue... there are too many powerful people!"

In the team, the monks approaching were all chatting.

The big man looked at the figure in front of him who was shrouded in black robes. Seeing that his body was stooped and his breath was normal, he couldn't help but talk to him.

"Hey, brother, are you also here for the inheritance of the Holy King?"

The big man smiled familiarly.

The black-robed figure raised his head slightly, revealing a little of his silver hair.

He showed a somewhat old face, cold and solemn.

"Um."

He nodded, showing alienation and indifference.

He is Su Xuan.
Chapter completed!