Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

tears welled up in his eyes.Only Jiang Wuqi was smiling.He smiled, like a snowflake blooming in the Zixing Palace.In his whole life, there were few smiles so bright and radiant.Because he was born, h...millennia, dust has blanketed this land, as if it had never been disturbed.There is no stagnation here due to the passage of time, instead, it gives Jiang Wang a feeling akin to that of the primordial...