1740 Resurrection of Yuan Xiu

This day was destined to be an extraordinary day.

No one in the North Plain or Nanzhou could sleep well.

Tianyun Sect.

The Deputy Sect Master's expression was grave. After the great change in the world, all the affairs of the Tianyun Sect, big and small, fell on his shoulders.

He was not very talented to begin with, and as a result, he had no time to cultivate. Even now, he had not been able to step into the Reversion Void Stage.

The Deputy Sect Master was a person who cared about the world. How could he sleep when Nanzhou was facing a disaster?

At this moment, an elder walked to the Deputy Sect Master's side.

"Deputy Sect Master, it's already so late, why aren't you sleeping?" The elder asked.

"How can I sleep at a time like this?" The Deputy Sect Master shook his head.

"Deputy Sect Master, you look like you're waiting for someone," The elder asked in a probing manner.