His spirit silently spread forth, merging with Heaven and Earth, making contact with the Stele.
In an instant, the Power of the Spirit was engulfed by the Stele, and he felt as if beyond this ancient grey-white Stele, there was a connection to an ineffable, profound world.
He slightly pondered, bowed respectfully in his heart to the spiritually-endowed Stele.
By now it was late at night, although the garden, under the illuminating lantern light, was as bright as day.
Many Martial Artists, sensing something, cast their curious gazes toward Ji Jingqiu, wondering what kind of performance he would have tonight.
Just as everyone was waiting patiently, a Green Lotus emerged from the Void. The lush and dripping lotus brought forth endless Chaos Qi, as if it was rooted in chaos itself, propping up an ancient verdant sky, standing alone with three leaves...
