The Return of the Un

Yang Qingqing helped the unconscious youth up and pinched his acupoints with force. Her cold voice now had a hint of panic.,Qin Yi walked quickly out of the bar. The outside air was refreshing. Under the brightly lit and bustling street, a bitter smile flickered at the corner of his mouth.,"Alas! The Heavenly Tribulation truly is formidable. My immortal ghost cultivator, who had lived for millennia, was obliterated within the return tunnel. The Three Realms Stone has shattered into dust. Now, I can only start anew." Qin Yi's divine sense spread, and his dantian was already dry, with only a few wisps of true Qi like wandering spirits.。