Chapter 1077: An Enemy Who Felt Like an Old Friend

Frank Yale left again-this time, leaving the State of Zhao. Before leaving, he went to a quiet, ancient mountain and stopped a ways off. From afar he gazed at the queen-Zhao Yu and Xiyan's mother-and at a small mound nearby, the grave where his disciple lay. Dawn spilled its pale gold across the land once more. Frank shifted hundreds of towering peaks aside, opening a path between the cultivator realm and the mortal realm. The surviving cultivators of Cutmore brought out a new generation and sent...