Several days later.
In the Life-Annihilating Hall, incense smoke swirled. The smoke from the Tripod Furnace burned with the fragrance of sinking wood, condensing into the shape of a crane, circling three times before slowly dispersing.
On this day, a streak of light pierced through the sky, unlike the usual Escape Light which blazes fiercely, it was instead reserved like a star, landing silently.
The newcomer was dressed in a Profound Daoist Robe, with silver stars embroidered on the sleeves, as if draping a piece of night sky upon himself, it was none other than Meteor Daoist.
With hands behind his back, his gaze fell on Chen Sheng, clearly feeling the extremely familiar aura emanating from him.
A distinct fluctuation marking the Perfection of the Fourth Scroll.
Meteor Daoist spoke with emotion:
"Junior Brother, achieving Perfection on the Fourth Scroll, just a step away from conquering the top level, your emergence from seclusion is shocking."
