Half an hour later, Liu Ming stood with his hands behind his back in the small courtyard where he once lived.
At a glance, the place was tidied up very cleanly, everything seemed unchanged compared to the past, which brought a trace of reminiscence to Liu Ming's eyes.
After casually strolling around the courtyard, he entered the secret chamber and sat down cross-legged, his state of mind exceptionally calm and peaceful, quickly entering a state of emptiness.
At the same time, in a small square outside the main hall of the Barbarian Ghost Sect's peak, a grey and white escape light descended from the sky, revealing the figure of Elder Yan as it contracted.
His brows furrowed at this moment, his expression slightly grave as he strode into the hall.
Seemingly hearing the commotion, a small door on the side of the main hall was pushed open, and a hemp-robed old man came out – it was Huang Shi.
