Chapter 800: Chengshui Tomb
Chengshui Tomb.
The terrain of Chengshui Tomb was low and mostly flat. Ash-gray forests stretched across the land, half-hidden in thick, oppressive mist. The area seemed both tranquil and ominous.
However, three figures were concealed within the mist. The one in front looked aged, his hair faintly white as he quietly stared at the forest ahead. He was flanked by two young men, one in white and holding a fan with a graceful air, while the other was broad-faced and kind-looking, clad in sea-blue robes.
Li Xizhi kept himself hidden within the clouds. The old man beside him stroked his beard and said quietly, “Xizhi, why hasn’t Tang Shedu made a move yet?”
“Perhaps he’s waiting for the other divisions,” Li Xizhi replied casually, but his condition was far from ideal. His complexion was pale, and though his body brimmed with mana, it faintly disturbed his injuries, leaving his strength unstable and hollow.
He had taken three Autumn Convergence Pills in a row, sacrificing over ten years of lifespan. He should have spent at least two or three years in seclusion to fully recover, five years if he wanted to be truly cautious.
But now, just half a year later, he had been forced to emerge and face battle again. It was no wonder his mana felt unstable. Had the pills not come from the Yang Family, but had been some ordinary mana-boosting medicine, he would’ve already suffered permanent damage.
Still, the loss of Baixiang Valley could not be ignored. A swift order from Mount Bianyan had summoned the majority of cultivators to Chengshui Tomb. Li Xizhi had not been the only one summoned, Yu Yuwei and Li Quantao had been dispatched.
Li Quantao chuckled inexplicably at his words. “I really don’t know what Tang Shedu is thinking, putting the three of us out on the fringes... I thought he’d keep you right under his nose and send you to the thickest knot of devil cultivators, just in case something ‘unexpected’ happened...”