Chapter 4275
- Linhe Boundary, Profound Feng Sect.
- A green-clothed middle-aged man stood proudly on the peak of a mountain. His heart was filled with worries as he looked into the distance.
- At this moment, Xuan Qingming's expression was solemn. The Profound Feng Sect was in a precarious situation. The surrounding sects had suffered heavy losses. Almost all of their orthodoxies were annihilated. No one knew when the calamity would come to them. The Profound Feng Sect might not be able to escape from it.