The next day, as the first ray of sunlight hit the earth, Shi Zibo, who had been meditating and cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid qi.
Gripping the treasure sword lying across his legs, he slowly stood up and with a resolute expression, walked out of the tent.
"Brother Zibo."
Xiahou Jun and others approached him.
Apart from Xiahou Jun and the other three top-ranking young powerhouses, there were dozens of young Qi Refiners.
Shi Zibo nodded slowly, then headed towards the border line.
Today, he was the main character. Even Xiahou Jun was half a step behind him.
On the other side of the border, shadows flickered.
At the forefront was a gaunt, sallow-faced young man known as Lang Da.
Don't be deceived by Lang Da's sickly appearance; no one dared underestimate him. He was a renowned young powerhouse from the Southern Country, at the late stage of the Golden Core.
