In an instant, before the Ancestral Emperor Mausoleum, a tiny wisp of Purgatory Fire drifted down, and Li Tianming vanished from space, teleporting instantly to the Little Divine Treasury Star System.
By now, Weisheng Moran had already switched places with Zi Zhen.
Li Tianming appeared at the Governor's Manor and saw Weisheng Moran studying a Dao Formation—one of the more advanced Dao Formation manuals brought by the Phantom Sky Imperial Clan experts.
With her current cultivation, she had no need to worry about being unable to put these Dao Formations into practice.
She had been slightly lowering her head, her dark green hair falling across the manual in her hands as she read with rapt attention.
Upon seeing Li Tianming, Weisheng Moran raised her head and gave him a faint smile.
"How is it? Coming from a bright world like the Burning Spirit Realm to this Divine Treasury capital—are you getting used to it?" Li Tianming asked with a slight smile.
"I can feel that the people living here have brightness in their hearts. The Divine Treasury Clan is, as a whole, more upright than any race I have encountered before," Weisheng Moran said with a smile.
No one could deny that.
Yet this race, once the most peace-loving of all, had been plunged into war because a man's wealth invited disaster. It truly made one sigh with regret.
"Let's not talk about that for now. I ran into some trouble when I went to find that Illusory Heaven Progenitor," Li Tianming said as he sat down beside Weisheng Moran.
"Tell me the details?" Weisheng Moran asked, blinking.
Then Li Tianming told Weisheng Moran about the peculiar Dao Formation.
After hearing it, Weisheng Moran took out several hundred Sumeru Rings.
Handing the Sumeru Rings over, she said, "This is all