Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

world of profound darkness, it seems as if the mirror is about to assimilate Chung Cheng-kian completely.> Chuang Cheng-qian's feet vanished first, melting into the darkness. Then his torso, then hi...perhaps it's a trace left by the wind and rain.A slender figure in a black robe walked past from the alley, his steps light and airy. When passing the mark, he didn't linger at all.But the person turn...