“I swear on my Devil Inside, cultivators of Qingcheng Taoist Temple will stay out of the earthly world for a hundred years and get out of Chuan. I promise we shall not actively fight anybody from the Lins. I shall kill anyone who breaks it in person!”

No sooner had Huizhu finished his sentences than An and Xin Yuanping were burst out from the well.

The strong water shoots high up to the sky. If not for Lin Luoran’s Mini World, the well-lit Mount Jun will be in ...