Above the sky, a silhouette suddenly appeared.
Looking at the scene below, his heart was pounding.
He was Han Beiliu!
He was also in the Realm of Tao mastery, and he knew clearly that his daughter had been defeated.
His daughter's defeat was not due to a lack of cultivation, but because she lost in the Tao Realm. Entering the Tao through poetry and music, achieving the ultimate exquisiteness, yet the success was due to poetry and music, and so was the defeat. If she encountered someone whose poetry and music surpassed hers, she would lose without any doubt, in the most baffling way.
He must not let him dominate his daughter's Tao Realm, must not let her develop a path of confusion and lose her way...
His hand suddenly reached out...
This reach, directly pointed at the moon created by Lin Xiaosu!
Hanyue Valley, named after the moon!
With this point, the moon created by Lin Xiaosu was suddenly absorbed into his palm!
With this absorption...
