"Daoist..."
"How about, I go with you?"
Nie Xiaoqian suddenly said, her beautiful eyes filled with hope, her heart slightly nervous.
Lin Heng was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly with a nonchalant expression.
"Alright."
As soon as he said this, Nie Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes almost lit up.
"Great!!"
She was so happy that she almost went to hug him, but as she got closer, she realized the divide between humans and ghosts, blushed, and shyly retreated.
Lin Heng couldn't help but chuckle, shook his head, and said, "Let's go."
After speaking, he led the joyful Nie Xiaoqian and disappeared into the night sky.
After a long time.
Once it was confirmed that the Black Mountain Territory had indeed returned to peace, the great cultivators from various factions began to step out one by one.
Among them were even millennia-old demons.
As they looked at the ravaged battlefield, their hearts were filled with unmatched shock.
"The Black Mountain Demon has truly fallen..."
