The Patterns Merging to Create a New Life (1)

Tiansang Spirit Palace.

Under the veil of night, three figures walked along the shores of Goose Lake, their silhouettes distant against the murky backdrop.

Passing by a few scattered Acquired Stage spiritual cultivators, despite their loud footsteps, the trio didn't draw any attention from the practitioners.

"Brother, is this Second Brother Sang's territory...?"

Clad in a red robe, Storyteller supported Bazhun'an, his ears filled with the whispers of frogs and winds, stirred by the tranquil night.

What a secluded paradise it was!

Here, it was too peaceful, too beautiful, completely removed from worldly strife.

As soon as one entered this place, even the soul relaxed, just the thought of the Struggle for the Great Path was exhausting!

"It all began with Lord Shou's initiation..."

Elder Liu Changqing sighed deeply, his body and will were actually dominated by Xuan Wuji.

Bazhun'an walked in silence.