C868 Undercurrent Surge

On a high mountain hundreds of kilometers away from the East China Sea, an old man sat cross-legged on a huge rock on top of the mountain. He was quietly bathing in the moonlight as he meditated.

The old man had a head full of white hair and a black goatee. He was Ji Xingchuan, who lost to Lin Mu a few days ago in the Nine Dragons Palace. Looking at his ruddy complexion