Chapter 9: Identification

y died in battle, and those still living will not survive today."It's time!" Tiansheng said calmly, finally making a move.He took a step forward, walking on air. The void seemed to have gained layer...The corpulent monk sitting behind the desk took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye, and said, “Name, origin, and cultivation level” of his ferocious and indescribable strikes, each one looking utterly disheveled.The number of cultivators in the Wanmo Ridge has been steadily decreasing.Let me know if you have any other text you'd...