Taiwu Immortal Sect.
"Senior Sister, you have been in closed-door cultivation for hundreds of years. Now that you're out, can your inner conflict finally be resolved?" Two figures appeared above the Heavenly Vault, one of whom was a white-bearded elder. He asked gently, his voice deliberately low as if afraid to stir up old memories, while carefully observing the expression of the middle-aged woman beside him, hoping to discern something.
Although he was old, his presence was extraordinary, as though seamlessly integrated with the heavens and earth. Every action carried a resonance with the natural order.
Compared to this elder, even someone like Ye Zhen Tian might as well not exist.
Standing beside the elder was the middle-aged woman. She exuded an air of graceful dignity; with just one glance, it was clear she was no ordinary person. Though her face was not breathtakingly beautiful, one could still imagine her as a stunning beauty in her youth.
