Still overwhelmed with excitement, Zhang Jue smiled at Laura and said, "Laura, you’ve worked hard. Let’s take a break now."

Laura nodded and turned to leave.

Zhang Jue looked around and gave instructions to his disciples to clean up the battlefield. Then, he returned to his private room to cultivate and recuperate.

Zhang Jue meditated and cultivated in his private room for a while before closing his eyes to rest.

Buzz!

Suddenly, there was a gust of aura and then a figure emerged before Zhang Jue. The person wore a black robe and hat. Under the hat was a pale and expressionless face.

Now alert, Zhang Jue immediately opened his eyes. He was taken aback by the man in black.

“Who are you?” he asked, alarmed.

He knew this person was no ordinary man if he could enter his private room without him knowing.

The black-robed man smiled slightly and said in a faint tone, "Zhang Jue, we met a thousand years ago. Have you forgotten about me?"

The black-robed man wore a serious expressio