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

to go back!"“That’s the way it is,” Fu Dongxu said, “But the most important thing is to limit the level of conflict. If Jiang Mengxiong came, this national war would have to be fought regardless. But... for another five days and nights. The legendary Zhú Jiǔyīn blinked his eyes five times.Day turned into night and night turned into day.On this day, Jiang Wang was carefully tending to the Five Oceans...