Three Dynasties Allied Army

Dragon Burial Valley.

Demoness Ji had been standing at the edge of the cliff for a long time with furrowed brows. The cold wind had crumpled the hem of her dress and she frowned with troubles.

Just as she was about to give up and leave, a figure appeared not far away.

It was getting closer and closer.

The green robes were ever so familiar.

She heaved a sigh of relief.

After 20 years, nothing seemed to have changed about Su Zimo apart from a unique aura he had gained that was indescribable.

Demoness Ji's heart skipped a beat and she checked out Su Zimo's dantian with her Spirit Peering Art.

Immediately after, a look of pity flashed through her eyes.

"Sigh, how can a destroyed dantian recover? I was thinking too much."

She sighed internally.

Through her detection, Su Zimo's dantian was like a swamp of still water without any spirit energy.