Walking along the artificial forest walkway, Xia Liu had no leisure to admire the scenery on either side.
Doomsday Valley was at the back of the forest park.
This place was Xia Liu's chosen location to confront the Xuantian Sect.
With every step closer, his mood grew a shade heavier.
Ye Wuya had said that the Sect Leader of Xuantian Sect had a cultivation level of Qi Cultivation at the fifteenth layer.
If he couldn't withstand it, then this place might very well be his final resting place.
Doomsday Valley, perhaps it truly was the end of his days.
As night approached, Xia Liu passed through the park and arrived in the most primitive forest.
Giant trees towering without top.
Majestic and towering peaks.
All the grandeur intertwined into a stunning poem.
Before coming to Doomsday Valley, Ye Wuya had mentioned something to Xia Liu.
Doomsday Valley wasn't as simple as the worldly rumors claimed.
