Chapter 6072

Three days after the alliance conference—

Deep within the Anti-Temple, Chen Ping sat in meditation, regulating his breath. Golden and gray light flowed faintly across his skin as he steadied the unstable forces inside him.

Footsteps approached quickly.

“Mr. Chen.”

Mingli entered, followed closely by Yu Wuji.

Yu Wuji’s expression was grave. In his hands, he carried a white jade box.

“There’s something,” Yu Wuji said quietly. “You should see this.”