Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

iscovered by condolences of this level.However, Jiang Wang drew his sword horizontally, resolute and fierce, directly slashing at a "branch."He found it!The King of Invisibility hissed in pain, his mo....Of course Jiang Wang could understand.Then, closing his eyes, he was ready to begin his practice: "Come for me when you need me.""It's too late." Zhong Xuan shouted suddenly, "Stop the palanquin!"The...