C155 The Immortal Master of Buzhou Mountain!
Fuxi fell into deep contemplation.
He had assumed that the disaster brought by the Fierce Beasts would swiftly subside, but he had miscalculated; the scourge was subtly beginning to spread.
It was the same old pattern from the dawn of time.
The rumor that the blood essence of a saint flowed in the veins of humans, capable of boosting their cultivation significantly
