For a long time, Sha waited in vain for any movement from the netherworld of the Yellow Springs, his mind filled with doubt.
The Yellow Springs was Yun Zuoyu's very lifeblood. He had prepared it for years and could not afford any mishaps. The Yellow Emperor of the Central Palace had come knocking to seize it by force—such a contradiction was irreconcilable, and a brutal battle should have broken out long ago. Why was there still no movement?
Could it be that these two losers, whose Dao hearts had both been shattered by the Master of Ten Thousand Daos, now pitied one another and could no longer control their feelings?
Chapter 1008