Spiritual Mountains.
Among the towering majestic peaks wreathed in immortal mist, the sword qi barrier left by the Sword-wielder still shines brightly in the sky of the Limitless Immortal Sect.
However, white cranes are constantly flying through the sky rapidly, with many disciples sitting on them, as if something major has happened, all rushing out of the mountains.
Lakeside by the Secular Immortal Peak.
Amid the tranquil woods by the fence, a little boy who had grown even more handsome stared at the woman in a white skirt in front of him in the wooden house.
"Aunt Jiang, where are you going?"
The little boy's face couldn't hide his calmness, but his eyes still stared longingly at the woman in white.
The normally cold and detached Secular Fairy Jiang Xuan rarely smiled slightly, bending down and touching the boy's head, saying:
"Ping'an, be good. Aunt Jiang will be back soon. While I'm gone, you have to take care of your little sister."