Late night.
A tall figure suddenly appeared on the walls of the City of Death.
Standing atop the wall, this person surveyed the surroundings like a hawk, quickly locking onto a room among the ruins, a smile appearing on his face.
At the same time, Chen Tang, who was sitting in meditation, seemed to sense something, abruptly opening his eyes.
"Junior disciple, I told you we would meet again…"
Tie Falei's voice resounded once more.
The first word was spoken from afar, but by the time he reached the last word 'again', he was already outside the room!
Chen Tang knew that this time, it wasn't a dream.
Tie Falei had truly come after him!
Yet at this moment, Chen Tang's eyes seemed devoid of panic and fear, his expression was calm.
He glanced down at his wrist.
The bruising that had been there on his five fingers had disappeared.
The Karmic Fire had burned away the karmic force within him completely.
The Demon Seed had been sliced by Sword Intent, turned to dust!
