C867 Ultimate

In the mortal world, Situ Xuan looked old and was leaning on a walking stick. He was at least 90 years old. He was truly too old. The wrinkles on his face crisscrossed each other like ravines.

He sat cross-legged on the mountain peak and looked at the great rivers and mountains with a profound gaze.

This was the Fengdu Mountain, the legendary Ghost City, the Land of Samsara.

In reality