West Sea Country.
Underneath the Eightfold Sea.
Daoist Yuanci quietly sat cross-legged amid the undulating waves, completely immovable.
His jet-black robe shimmered like fish scales, reflecting an otherworldly hue in the seawater.
Beside him, a Ghost-eyed Chi Dragon lazily squinted its eyes.
The surrounding fish and sea beasts instinctively avoided this place, forming a faintly sphere-shaped void.
At this moment, Daoist Yuanci suddenly felt something stir within and opened his eyes.
In the next instant, a phantom of divine patterns flickered in the void before him, followed by two figures silently taking shape.
The leader appeared ordinary but radiated an innate gravitas, carrying an air of regal authority.
Behind him stood a shirtless monk clad in humble attire.
They were none other than Wang Ba and Zhao Jie, the monk from Xituo Continent.
Seeing them, Daoist Yuanci smiled faintly, remaining seated while slightly inclining his upper body:
