"Turbulent times were approaching, and no one could stay out of it. Was there a murderous intent in every path? The Dayan Divine Art could only help you make a choice,"
The Flower Field revealed a mysterious smile.
"I have foreseen that breaking free from the constraints of the Path of Heaven this time depended on Ethan Smith,"
"Yes, Master,"
Nang Vub also showed a sinister smile. It didn't matter who died, as long as he clung to Flower Field.
...
Ethan Smith wandered around the Central Square of Lorncloud City to see if there were any cultivators going to the Purgatory Eighth Layer.
But basically, he didn't find any powerful cultivators. After walking around once, Ethan Smith could only give up.
If there weren't any strong ones, *he could only be a burden at that time.*
"Hmph!"
A cold snort came, and Ethan Smith felt a familiar aura.
He turned his head and saw the starry-eyed man looking at him coldly.
