Di Jiu's Fury

Di Jiu opened his eyes and sat up. Given his cultivation level, he would not die no matter how they tried to kill him. Only the Poison Dao pattern could kill him. Now, he clearly had not perished because of the Poison Dao pattern, which had been stripped off rapidly by his Nomological Qi Circulation.

What was this place, though? Di Jiu scanned it with his Spiritual Force. There was a snow forest within several kilometers, and he seemed to be in a cave…

Di Jiu's Spiritual Force once again landed on the five one-horned beasts' carcasses, which were buried in the snow outside the cave. He immediately understood. He had been saved by someone. But who was she? Why had she brought him and hidden him in this place?

He smelled a faint, delicate fragrance in the cave that was somewhat familiar…

Di Jiu very soon recalled. This was Shan Xiuqi's fragrance, so she had to be the one who had saved him…