In his hand was a compass, his eyes fixed intently on the city before him, a strong smile lingering in his gaze.
"Demoness, you can't escape!"
Slowly, he drew the giant sword from his back, and just as the killing intent was about to be unleashed, this True Immortal inexplicably fell into confusion.
At this moment, he frowned as he landed in Cyan Rain City, his mind entirely muddled.
He raised the longsword in his hand, but suddenly didn't know why he drew the sword from his back, nor did he know where to swing it!
"Who am I, why am I here? Where is this place?"
It was as if he suddenly forgot everything, staggering as he flew away into the void.
In the Wang family courtyard.
Wang Qiaoyun sensed the departure of the terrifying aura, a trace of surprise in her eyes.
"Could I have been mistaken, was that Immortal just passing by?"
Wang Qiaoyun mused to herself, putting aside her doubts.
