C145 Chen Dao

In the forest.

Chen Dao was standing on the treetop.

He stared arrogantly into the distance, staring blankly for a moment at the figure of a young man who had suddenly barged in.

"Fellow Daoist, looks like there's been a change in our plan!"

Zuo Dao, the young man in black clothes beside Chen Dao, sneered.

As cultivators of the Beihuang Realm, they naturally were not ordinary cultivators