After Howard had been gone for a long time, Zhou Chuan finally appeared, storing the red-robed wizard within his grotto-heaven so he could use him again next time. The ancient god had been packed into a spatial jade box. Having undergone a fierce battle, it was even more damaged and could only be used a few more times.
The brave spirits and wandering souls had scattered. There was nothing he could do about the miners' special slave tattoos, so he left them to figure it out and disperse on their own.
Now, he stood staring blankly at a pile of *yuan*. Feiyin stayed by his side, tending to Qingxue.
Chapter 1379