章 941: Yue Lingshuang’s Visit

Zhisheng Cliffs, under the cover of the night's darkness, was desolate, and as the cold wind blew, it chilled Saint Zhi, who was just stepping into Zhisheng Cliffs. Those who had perished had completely disappeared, including their divine implements, which had been taken away. He had wild thoughts about capturing the sacred hall of the Holy Zhi Palace and their divine implements to fortify Zhisheng Cliffs, but Ye Futian had acted first and exterminated Zhisheng Cliffs. How many years would it take for them to recover?

50 years? A hundred years?

Or even longer.

And after this battle, who dared to enter Zhisheng Cliffs to cultivate? He, Saint Zhi, as the Head Saint had allowed Zhisheng Cliffs to suffer such catastrophe. Who would be willing to submit to him?