Broken meridians...

Broken Dantian...

Abandoned cultivation...

Back then, the grandmother, the proud look at the sky, and the Baili Moyun, who always smiled confidently.

In Mu Zhibai's mind, it was constantly interpreted.

But...this figure.

But it was slowly dissipating, and turned... it was so exhausted, sloppy, imprisoned in the darkness.

Mu Zhibai suddenly covered her mouth, and for the second time in her life... she cried so hard.

It has been an era since the first time, and it was the time to get the news of the death of Baili Mo Yun.

The Great God of Immortal Wind turned his head to look at his disciple.

These words...he kept them from her for an entire era.

It was not because he was afraid of Bai Wuhen, but because he was afraid of his disciple's impulse.

But now...

Now in this situation, the catastrophe of heaven and earth has begun.

The divine eyes have opened, the way of heaven has been restarted, and the great thousand will reincarnate again...

Everything will return to nothingness.

Of course there are not so many secrets.
Chapter completed!