C278 Demon Blade Imperial Man

Black smoke billowed from the Heaven Stepping Tavern behind him. But it must not be the same as what Jiu said. Because there was no fire there, only the black smoke that rushed into the sky.

The black smoke was intermittent, filled with an endless cold, indifferent, and despairing aura of death.

"Those graves!" Chu Zhao cried out involuntarily.

There were graves in Heaven Stepping Tavern