C594 The Three of Them Can Do It

Three days later.

Yellow Mountain, Big Dipper Fist Sect.

The sky had just cleared when the clouds in the east revealed a trace of fish belly white. There were two huge welcoming pine trees planted in front of the sect gate. They were green and glistening, and the air was filled with the fresh smell of soil.

The spiritual vein under the ruins of Returning Cloud Sect had collapsed