Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

gathers the momentum of the masses, a fist that sweeps like a flood.Where the great army marches, all fall before it.As if a dark cloud were pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it!But th...tal form told him that there had never been any sound.Above the vast expanse of heaven, Zhu Jiu Yin's face transformed into that of an old crone: "You have committed countless evils yet call yourself...