The Bright Moon Saintess threw the Immortal Decree into the sky. It shined the light of five colors.

The colorful light contained the energy of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and soil, releasing terrifying power.

The power of suppression eventually formed the shape of a human, a giant shadow of a middle-aged man.

He stood there on the ground and almost touched the sky.

This middle-aged man didn't say a word but watched the Fallen Immortal Arena silently. Even so, he already created huge suppression within the Fallen Immortal Arena.

All the thunder beasts, plants, and demons kneeled and didn't dare to move, for they had all sensed the power of this mid-aged man.

The surrounding self-cultivators were all stepping back, except the Bright Moon Saintess.

Some self-cultivators of lower levels even bowed down and didn't dare to raise their heads.

"How unexpected, the Bright Moon Saintess summons a strand of the soul of Tianxing Ming."

"Right. Tianxing Ming is the maste