Becoming a solitary

In the void, a city that looked steeped in ages floated silently.,Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,Although the opponent was also a primordial spirit and their cultivation realm wasn't much higher than theirs, this kind of frenzied rampage that burned their own essence, fighting seven enemies single-handedly almost wiped them all out.。