All these things would ultimately become the foundation of his Hidden Dragon Temple, aiding its future growth into a force that dominates all heavens!
"Then... Taoist Priest, I shall take my leave now."
Zhan Xingzi let out a long sigh and then disappeared into the night sky.
In the darkness of the night, only Yi Chen was left alone.
At this moment, a sense of bewilderment and emptiness arose within Yi Chen's heart.
Only two hours remained, yet those bastards had so thoroughly disrupted things that Yi Chen found himself in no mood for anything anymore.
With a shift of thought, Yi Chen landed on the ground and immediately took on the guise of a wanderer, aimlessly strolling through the Eastern Continent.
His speed was astonishingly fast, passing through cities, through countless homes lit by lamps. The bittersweet dramas of mortal life played out endlessly before his eyes, while he merely observed them, life after life, like a passing stranger.
