C1147 Chance

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, more than two years had passed since Yang Junshan returned from Yanzhou.

The war for the "Infernal domain's blood capital" proceeded like a raging fire. It was unknown when the various sects would give up. However, Daoist Ziyuan seemed to be addicted to it, and the cultivators of the Yang clan of the Western Mountain had already rotated around Yu City