C554 Chen Xianying

In the fifth Mortal Realm.

At this time, the Demon Realm was still in the dark night, but the Fifth World was in the middle of the day. In the gloomy sky, one could see the silver clothes and white snow. Looking around, it was a desolate land. On the snowfield, an old man with a dirty face was stepping on the snow. Behind him, there was a trail of footprints.

His lips were already pale