In a small courtyard.

Su Xuan sat cross-legged.

After two years of practice, Su Xuan gradually recovered.

And this continuous battle also made him make great progress.

Various avenues, physiques, and even evil spirits have been greatly enhanced.

There were snowflakes falling in the dim sky, but they were slightly black.

This is the norm in Nanling.

Su Xuan stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake and watched it gradually melt.

There was some thought in his eyes.

Being in a foreign land, he always missed how the people he cared about in Donghuang were doing.

But today Su Xuan didn't think too much, but kept staring at the palm of his hand.

The ten-year period...has arrived.

Su Xuan has arrived.

It's approaching dusk.

Su Xuan's eyes suddenly trembled.
Chapter completed!