Especially compared to Jiang Tianshou, Jiang Yun gave Jiang Shan a feeling of being more genuine.,Unlike before, this time around, Jiang Shan could clearly feel Jiang Yun's killing intent, his anger, and his concern for himself, his cousin.,Looking at the Blood Vein Orb and the motionless soul of Wàng Lǎo within it, Nán Fēng Chén couldn't help but sigh, "Ancestor, it's time for us to go home."。