C122 Northern Heavenly Palace

Ignorant of death, Jian Xingyu's indigo robe fluttered in the wind as he pointed his sword towards the north. In that instant, a fierce wind blew, sand flew, stones flew, grass and trees were destroyed, endless spiritual energy gathered and suddenly, the sky darkened as a bright moon streaked across the sky, directly shining on the white-clothed old man, Nangong Guang