Listening to the rain in the tower, but does the rain know? See the truth of the world. The people are dangerous on the road. Cold wind blows during the rainy night. One sword breaks one soul.
Zhang Ruochen hugged Beauty Shi and sat on the third floor of the tower. Listening to the wind and rain outside the window, he seemed to forget the murderous intent outside. He couldn't help but smile.
It was already dawn.
The rain didn't stop. Instead, it came down harder.
Last night, Murong Yue, Sikong One, and Sikong Two had already come to the Heaven Pleasure Room. They brought over the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and the Green Armor Divine Elephant's saint soul.
Zhang Ruochen had put them all into the Universe Spiritual Map—even the powerful Sikong One and Two. They hadn't entered the Saint Realm, so if they met true saintly beings, they would still be in danger.