By the Ancestral Hall on the Main Peak.
Ji Hai gazed at the misty clouds ahead and chuckled. "Zhilin, stand aside. I'll open this Restriction."
Zhang Zhilin nodded and slowly backed away.
Ji Hai silently chanted a Mantra and formed a hand seal. In an instant, surging Primordial Qi unfurled around him, pulsing out in all directions.
The ethereal illusion ahead—the auspicious clouds and curling wisps of color—dissipated, revealing a massive Four Extremes Palace before them.
Meanwhile, inside the Ancestral Hall.
Wen Qingye's eyes fluttered open, the light within them as brilliant as dazzling stars in the sky. His aura surged once more, and his mind became crystal clear.
Seventh Heaven of Destruction Realm!
"Qingye, come out! Your punishment is over!"
Suddenly, a resonant voice boomed from above.
"What's that?" The Ice Python raised its head, looking upward in confusion.
