In the starry sky, a space vortex suddenly appeared.
The vortex silently tore open in the void, and from its depths, a figure flew out, steadily hovering in the starry sky.
It was Lu Qing.
The green robe on his body rustled in the starry sky, but it didn't show the slightest trace of the chaotic space currents.
The stone token spinning in front of him made a circle and returned to his hand.
Then he gently waved his hand, and a beam of light flew out of the Leaving Fire Tripod, revealing the figures of Little Yan and Little Li by his side.
"Brother, what is the origin of that elder really?" Little Yan asked curiously as soon as she came out.
After staying in the secret realm for a few days, she heard a lot of ancient stories, but she still couldn't see through the true identity of that mysterious existence.
It was like a lonely elder waiting in the secret realm, knowing many secrets but trapped in that space and unable to leave.
