Yuan Ming's main soul slowly returned to its place. The Spirit Bean avatar seemed to have been infused with new vitality as he lightly stepped out of the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron's space, his figure gradually taking shape above the ruins of White Emperor City.
The surroundings lay in utter ruin. Amid broken walls and crumbled remnants, weeds swayed in the wind, as though recounting past glory and present desolation.
Not far away, seven or eight cultivators dressed in green garments had gathered together. Some were men, some women; their appearances varied, but all looked curious and eager.
They were surrounding Wood Daoist's avatar, asking one question after another about the changes in the Ten Thousand Monster Mountain Range and the Hongjun Pillar.
Wood Daoist's avatar was hemmed in so tightly that not even water could pass through. His brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed somewhat impatient.
At last, he called out, "Fellow Daoists, regarding the Hongjun Pillar's current condition and the changes in the Ten Thousand Monster Mountain Range, you should ask Fellow Daoist Yuan. He understands these matters most thoroughly."
"Fellow Daoist Yuan?" Following his voice, the group finally spotted the figure standing quietly beneath the vast shade of the World Tree.
Yuan Ming raised his head slightly, his gaze slowly sweeping across the seven or eight cultivators. They were all young men and women in the flower of their youth, led by a young girl dressed in a pink gown.
The girl was delicately beautiful, with smiling almond-shaped eyes. Like a peach blossom just beginning to bloom, she gently swayed in the spring breeze.
She approached with the others in measured steps, her every movement carrying an air of elegant refinement.
"This humble woman is Nangong Xian'er. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Yuan." She gave Yuan Ming a slight bow.
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