Before returning to the empire of the illuminated sky, Qingyi wanted to pass through the land of the cat people and the land of the dragon people, just to allow Qianyao and Linyue to visit their families.
Unfortunately, such a wish did not last long, and as soon as Qingyi arrived at the gates of the capital of the land of the dragon people, he froze.
His vision focused on a wall, and he took a step back.
It was as if everything around him had been split in two, the upper part of the world sliding over the lower part.
He had seen that phenomenon before, shortly after arriving in the immortal heavens.
A strike capable of cutting through reality itself.
At the time, he had no idea of its origin, but now he even knew the expert behind that strike.
"Jianming..." Qingyi shuddered.
What would force someone like that damned old man to use such a powerful strike?
The worst immediately came to Qingyi's mind, and he went to the skies, his body swallowed by a spatial fold.
