In the small temple, the old man was exceptionally agitated and overjoyed.
The information revealed in his words made Li Muyang frown.
The clay pot beside them was even more surprised.
"Who would've thought that you, lad, had another origin? Seeing you dressed in tatters, I thought your Nightwalkers had become completely destitute, but it turns out there's another reason..."
The arrival of this old man was indeed an unexpected situation.
Li Muyang began to ask for details.
Thus, under the narration of the old man, an exciting and thrilling story of the previous generation began to unfold.
A thousand years ago, the decaying Great Zhou dynasty was already showing signs of decline.
But as the dynasty fell into decline, a wandering monk suddenly arrived within the borders of the Great Zhou kingdom.
This monk was mysterious and extraordinary, said to have the talent to command the heavens and the earth, and possessed strength comparable to that of an Ancient Sage.
