Su Qingqing moved, and in the blink of an eye, she was already outside the Haotian Tower.
"This girl seems to have a heart knot, but I don't know what it is. When the master succeeds in Nirvana this time, I must remind him to ask. Only when the heart knot is untied can she completely integrate the power and memories of the Immortal Spirit Saintess. Otherwise, with her growth speed and instability, she might become a disaster."
The Haotian Tower watched Su Qingqing's back, pondering in its heart. It acknowledged Chen Nan as its master, loyal to him for life, considering everything for him.
Just as Su Qingqing appeared outside the Haotian Tower, eleven strong figures emerged from underground. The faces of the Fenglei Pavilion Saints were pale, bloodless, their bodies riddled with thousands of holes, and the Three Corpse Daoist and Die Wu also suffered considerable injuries.
