The black coffin lid slammed shut once more as Lan Yaoguang opened her palm to reveal Xiao Nanfeng's miniaturized spiritual moon.0

"Why did Nanfeng leave his spiritual moon with me?" she murmured, frowning.0

The spiritual moon was a versatile and powerful source of spiritual power; once it was separated from his soul, recovering any spiritual power that he expended would become much more difficult. Saint Lun Hui would be a tremendously tough opponent for Xiao Nanfeng, so why would he leave his spiritual moon behind?0

Just then, several shadows suddenly swept toward her from a distance. A new group of black-robed figures rushed into the Enlightenment Grounds toward Lan Yaoguang.0

The superior yin pearls and blue-furred monsters in the vicinity didn't interfere. Perhaps their commands only extended as far as keeping watch over Lan Yaoguang and the others, nothing more.0

One of the black-robed figures approached Lan Yaoguang and slowly lowered his hood to reveal his face.0

"Ah, how did you get here?" Lan Yaoguang exclaimed.0

Xiao Nanfeng's...0