C1881 The Old Is Gone and the New Doesn't Come
Ji Ningshuang stood at the entrance of the Dragon Slaying Stage, her eyes sparkling like diamonds as she gazed toward the Ashlands with a look of careful scrutiny.
She first detected the familiar aura of the Ashlands amidst the chaotic psionic power of the Star River, where a trace of extreme coldness unexpectedly emerged.
She was perplexed. What could this mean?
How could the Ashlands
