8th District, somewhere within a base roughly at the location of Ao State in Lu Wu's previous life.
Feng Xiu woke up once again from his prolonged closed-door cultivation, his face pale as death.
"Damn Lu Haikong, damn Moon Shadow!"
Hmm.
Since the last time he was seriously injured and almost killed, these words had almost become Feng Xiu's catchphrase.
After all, thanks to Moon Shadow.
One of his core Summoned Beasts, which he had nurtured for about twenty years, had died.
He himself had been severely injured in that battle and hadn't fully recovered for over half a year.
At this moment, his body hair was entirely blue.
His face was pale, making him look eerie and weak.
This was because his body and Energy Space had been severely eroded by the ice.
"Someone!"
After going through the usual routine and cursing Lu Wu once, Feng Xiu began to call for attendants.
With a gentle call, someone appeared outside his secret chamber, waiting respectfully.
