New Urn, Old Urn, and Bone ashes

A vigorous power, a brilliantly strong force, fell from the Firmament and entered the body of the Great Divine Priest of Light. Anyone with a small and fragile body would have been smashed into pieces, or beaten to a pulp, by that power.

But this situation was not strange to the Great Divine Priest of Light. Many years ago, he had a similar experience and was thus inspired by Haotian. He knew he would be bestowed with the most precious gift by Haotian as long as he could show himself to Haotian wholeheartedly, and hence took advantage of this holy power.

The Great Divine Priest of Light peacefully watched all those in the cliff with his clear and deep eyes, as if he had seen each line of Jing Fu cutting through space. The Divine light around his fingers had changed into a fleece of white light, which, with its pure glory, sent out an extremely frightening aura.