I, Fang Lang, Will Always Remember This City Blockade Gift 

Mount Tongtian of the Main Path Guild.

The Main Path Mausoleum.

A strapping man in armor left through the skies with the power of an entire army, stirring the clouds and turning the skies blood-red.

On the ancient stone steps of the Main Path Mausoleum, the old cultivator stood quietly. The old and tattered robes of his billowed with the breeze.

Zhao Taifeng's eyes glittered. His conversation with the strapping man caused him to go deep in thought.

At that moment, the situation in the Main Path Mausoleum changed. Strands of energy were stirring within it. As the energy rippled, it flowed into Zhao Taifeng's body like threads, causing his energy to recover. All the clouds around Mount Tongtian were surging.

However, as his energy recovered to a certain stage, it stopped and did not continue to surge.