The northeastern corner of the Zhuang nation's sky was shrouded in dark clouds.,At the age of seventeen, he used this technique to incinerate thousands of malevolent spirits, shaking the wilderness!,To a powerful cultivator, the small nation of Zhuang Guo was inconsequential. For Zhuang Guo's three thousand li of land, Fenglin City was as insignificant as dust. And even for Fenglin City itself, this dilapidated hermitage in the suburbs had long been forgotten.。