The Avalon Of Five Elements
The tens of thousands of universes have merged. The disintegration of Spiritual Force led to the momentous collapse of the great Cultivation World, a mighty era that had endured through millions of years of history. In the wake of the large-scale invasion of the Wilderness, the Avalon of Five Elements has become the practitioners’ last stand. After a thousand years, a lowly youth, who hailed from the Old Territory, toiled as a laborer for three years in the depths of the Wilderness. He then became an exception and obtained the opportunity to enter the Avalon Of Five Elements for further studies. Bearing beast-like fighting capabilities and driven by the desire to take control of his life, the youth strived for greater strength and power. Little did he know that he would set off a majestic upheaval.
The old man was kneading mud in the courtyard.
In his aged and rough hands wet, ordinary looking yellow mud was being kneaded into the shape of a human puppet. The old man’s facial expression was very focused, and he appeared to be lost in his own word.
Hong Rongyan did not say anything and stood silently behind the old man.
He wore a luxurious, ink-black silk robe, making him look as if he was engulfed in a dense shade of darkness. His robe was well-fitted, wrapping closely around his long and slim figure. The glistening, dark-red cinnabar dot in between his eyebrows added an indescribable tinge of charm to his devilishly handsome face.
When he appeared in the courtyard, all the rays of light seemed to focus on him.
The old man was very focused on kneading the mud and Hong Rongyan was also very focused on watching him doing so.
The sunlight shone into the courtyard and onto the old man’s back, making the scene look like a painting.