After the extremely cruel fight, when Ye Xiao was back to the base, he was a bit lost.
He was thinking about the people in black clothes and the secret organization behind them.
He thought about Wu Huitian who was dead, Yun Xiran who ran away. They reminded him of an old friend.
Yue Changtian!
The prime masters of the Saint Sunlight Sect and the Saint Starlight Sect, what about Yue Changtian?
Ye Xiao thought about the prime master of the Cold Moon Palace, who was always solemn yet generous and was now missing.
[How is he now?]
Thinking about that, he suddenly made a long sigh.
Late at night.
The stars blinked in the sky.
It was the moment before dawn, the darkest moment of the world in a day.
Suddenly, a world-cracking sound rang up.
Somewhere around the union of justice, a mountain suddenly collapsed. Dust filled the sky, and one could barely see his own hands in the dusty air.