In front of the Immortal Du Sect's gate, immortal light lingered and auspicious clouds filled the sky. A beam of immortal light shone from the sky and landed on Ling'e.
Ling'e put her sword on her left hand and stood quietly on the ganoderma-shaped cloud. She allowed the fairies around her to dance and the immortals to congratulate her. However, she looked into the depths of the sky and saw something…
She should be comprehending the sublimation of her life realm.
As Li Changshou thought about that, the paper effigy quietly retreated while the figures rode past him on clouds.
The most important thing now was to bring his main body back to the Little Qiong Peak.
It was too dangerous to wander outside with injuries.
Is this the Immortal Realm?
Ling'e stared at the void and the door of the Great Dao in front of her. Her thoughts drifted elsewhere.