Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

lesced into a sword, hovering in his grasp.With a misstep, he drew his sword without hesitation and struck at the Mèng Zhú!At the moment of his birth, he broke free from Jiang Yan's control. As the tr...know what was happening inside, she would need to go into the valley herself.Outside the valley, Jiang Wang calmly tended to his own wounds. Of course, his methods were rough, merely shifting interna...