Greatness, need no more words.
This is redemption.
This is the last hope.
In the expectant eyes of everyone, Xiong Kui Daoist descended to the solid ground and began to sit down in a cross-legged position.
At this moment, an observant cultivator noticed a trace of red crystal cluster appearing under the Taoist's feet.
This is a sign of the cultivation body being eroded by the red crystal water drop.
"Could it be... even Saint Immortal Yi Chunyang will fall to this evil object's crystallization?"
An elderly Immortal Platform cultivator, with little life span left, began to mutter to himself, a hint of despair appearing in his slightly cloudy eyes.
At this moment, nine imposing middle-aged Taoists arrived with formation flags; they were all disciples of the Pure Yang Holy Palace, commanded to sever the connection to the heavens today, sealing the passage from the Eighth Layer Heaven Realm to the Ninth Layer Heaven Realm.
