Capítulo 1378: The Prophet of the Sacred City

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The group traveled across the North Valley with incredibly heavy hearts. Somehow, the sky did not feel as vast as it used to be. They were having difficulty breathing from the pressure it was putting on them.

Zhao Manyan recalled Mo Fan's words, which had stirred up great emotions in him along the journey.

If they did not try their best, they would only live with enormous regrets after everything happened. The pain would leave a lasting mark deep in their hearts, leaving them in endless torture.

But they had already done everything they could. The only problem was... how could just the few of them possibly stop the Black Vatican?