Chapter 20 The Luo Shui Sect — Lan Ziyan

• "Rumble..." A vast river of blood reversed its flow, wisps of blue smoke rising—impurities within the blood. After purging the dross, the river's volume halved, then paused briefly before surging into Tan Xuan's heart. The enormous bloodriver vanished entirely into a single drop of demonic blood. The bone spurs on Tan Xuan's body faded, and his hair and eyes returned from blood-red to black. Except for tattered clothes, all his wounds had healed completely.
• "What happened here?" Tan Xuan opened his eyes slowly, gazing in confusion at the vast emptiness surrounding him. The forest was too quiet—no usual beast roars. He lay at the center of a massive sinkhole, evidence of recent cataclysm. Moving his body, he was stunned to find all injuries miraculously healed.
• "Whoosh!" A sudden gale swept across the sky, causing mountains to weather and ancient trees to crumble into dust. The world turned gray. Tan Xuan startled again, connecting his mysterious recovery with the vanished Moon Worship disciples—he had a hunch. But now wasn't the time to ponder. With such a massive anomaly, cultivators would investigate soon. He must leave. As Tan Xuan stood to depart, his gaze caught an ancient bronze scroll at the sinkhole's edge.