Met an Old Friend in a New Place
Editor: Larbre Studio
The rain had stopped.
But the clouds were still in the dark sky. And it was a little cold.
Zhang Ruochen's power dispersed quickly, and the Buddhist Light died out. He soon fell back to the state of a Fourth Level Half-Saint.
In addition, a strong feeling of exhaustion passed on to his whole body. All the Holy Qi in his lower abdomen and meridians disappeared in just one second.
Zoom.
Zhang Ruochen couldn't go on flying anymore. He landed slowly from midair at the bank of an old wide river, carrying the stone beauty.
The old river was wide and misty. Water flowed slowly but smoothly in it. It was hard to see the opposite bank, as if it was a sea.
Zhang Ruochen's legs started to shake. It was hard for him to support himself.
The exhaustion and his wounds almost pressed him down on the ground.
Now, a soldier at the Heavenly Realm would have probably beaten him, not to mention powerful saints.