“Let’s go!” Li Qiye’s face darkened, he turned and walked away without caring if the Three Ghost Lords followed him. Having lived for countless years and endured countless hardships, he already knew what to do.,“Over at Mount Shen…” the old servant said, hesitating for a moment.,Sitting in the grand hall of Xiyangu School, looking at this ancient hall, and at the statue on the main altar shrouded in smoke and fire, Li Qiniang couldn't help but be reminded of many dusty past events.。