In Xuanwu City.
Traffic bustling. Streets flourishing.
Selling calls of various snacks rang out.
The street exuded a thick atmosphere of earthly life.
Jiang Shi's body, having already changed appearance, was seated quietly in a relatively busy inn, currently sitting quietly in a spot by the window.
Daoist Master Xuan was temporarily not by his side.
After resolving matters with the Profound Nether Sect, they did not immediately head to the Divine Ruins to find Yang Yaotian, but rather allowed the news to ferment, dealing with their own matters first.
Daoist Master Xuan had gone to Dragon Head Mountain to visit his descendants.
Meanwhile, Jiang Shi had returned to the very city where he had suffered a great loss before.
He quietly sipped his wine, eyes quietly looking out the window.
After a short while.
