Lin Du carefully cradled the crystal bowl, as if holding hope, the hope to save you from a desolate place, and the hope to heal your soul mate.
He soared through the Dust, discovering a secluded, barren place, and dug out a cave.
Lin Dun looked at Yellow Daoist, a bit nervous. He understood that his current mindset was unfit for a breakthrough. He took a deep breath, gradually calming himself, as if the water had stopped flowing, devoid of joy and sorrow.
With the Emperor's Taoist spiritual liquid, the great spiritual power within him ignited like oil meeting a spark, forming a massive flame, shining with the five light elements, flowing splendidly, magnificently abstract and boundless.
In the dark cave, runes shone like stars in the dark cosmos, glowing brilliantly, colliding and evolving.
The bones cracked like roasted beans, blood evaporating into seawater, the breadth, turbulent, and the bones longed to fly high like dragons, breaking free from their shackles.
