, sitting cross-legged in the middle was a man in black.A faint white mist emanated from within him, enveloping the roughly ten-foot radius around his body with a tight shield. It remained impervious..."Uncle Ming!"

As soon as he heard the voice, Jiang Yun immediately recognized the owner and quickly turned his head to look.

As expected, Jiang Ming was walking slowly, stepping out from the void.

However, his gaze didn't land on Jiang Yun, but rather stared straight at Lao Shengh.kept his hand on the tree all the time, slowly rubbing the rough bark of Ling Shu before finally withdrawing it.Next, Jiang Yun retreated a step, clasped his hands in fists, and bowed deeply to the Li...