Five or six hundred years ago? Ning Xiaoxian didn't know, but as soon as Changtian in the God Demon Prison heard these words, his originally lazy sitting posture suddenly straightened up, his eyes twinkled with golden light, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
So he is still alive? Very good, indeed, it's really excellent.
The next words from Jian Changzai were: "We are ashamed, carrying hundreds to thousands of years of cultivation, yet our Dao Heart is not as clear as Miss Ning's, trapped in reincarnation without knowing. If it weren't for Miss Ning's rescue, we would truly have been trapped in this small place forever." Immediately, everyone thanked her again.
When it's time to be humble, she would never shy away. So after the people of the Infinite Sword Sect finished speaking, they prepared to ride their Magic Artifacts back to the sect to report. Although there were twists in this journey, the outcome was still satisfactory; the Sect Leader should be pleased.
