cipice of Mount Wuxing, a man in black named Wu Shang gazed down at the mist swirling beneath Jiang Yun. A strange glimmer flickered in his eyes as he murmured, "This cloud of mist isn't a magic arti...ing their masters four times.And this time, with the Eight Heavenly Lords subdued by Jiang Yun's slave mark, they naturally became slaves of the Five Surnames.From this day forward, you and all your e...