"Ah…"
When General Dongmu bowed in front of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the bolt of lightning exploded beside the Jade Emperor of the South Continent…
In a dark corner that flickered with a faint blue light, a young Daoist with disheveled hair sat cross-legged and sighed softly.
Warm and gentle Dao runes surged in the darkness, wrapping around him, nourishing him, and comforting him.
Behind him, there was a gently spinning pagoda. The pagoda emitted a mysterious aura that suppressed the narrow universe.
In front of him, there was a long bronze ruler. At that moment, the ruler was emitting waves of ripples, adding a layer of Cosmic Isolation.
Apart from the isolation, there was also a golden battle that was at full power.
Outside the golden arena, the Taiji Painting slowly rotated and sealed the gap in the golden arena…