sects were gnawing at his eardrums, causing him immense irritation.Necromantic power, indeed a troublesome thing.Fang Yu suddenly remembered, the heirloom he had received before, that peach wood sword...After listening to Fang Yu's account, Huixu's eyes were filled with shock. 。He originally thought that a powerful figure like Fang Yu, from his initial growth to the present, must have had smooth sailing. 。Even if you encounter setbacks, they are only temporary and easily solvable. 。However, Fang Yu had actually suffered the pain of his clan being destroyed! This kind of pain, Huai Xu had never experienced, and couldn't empathize with it. 。He could only tell from the icy killing intent on Fang Yu's face just how deeply this matter had affected him. 。"So, what do you think I should do now" Fang Yu looked at Huixu and asked. 。Huixu glanced at the file in Fang Yu's hands, shook his head, and said apologetically: "Fang brother, forgive me... I can't give you advice." 。"

"It's okay, just imagine this happening to you. What would you do" Fang Yu asked " 。"I... should have them rebuild the Ziyan Palace, and then go destroy their sect again... Let them experience the pain of being destroyed once more..." 。hesitated and said in a hesitant voicethe mountainous area.Here, there stood a hall resembling a church."Whoosh!"A green leaf fell from the sky and landed right in front of the main hall's gate.This grand hall's exterior is not a traditio...