Chapter 42: Has the Evil Gone Mad?

odly Steps, phantoms layered upon phantoms, truth and falsehood indistinguishable..."Wang Xuan muttered to himself, his steps imbued with profound and esoteric techniques. Within them lay the rhythm o...of flowers and herbs lingering on Wang Xuan's hands.An aged face was filled with respect, not daring to act presumptuous.Wang Xuan glanced at the old man and nodded lightly: "Not bad, you can recogniz...