"Who goes there?"
Soul Emperor instinctively paused and looked toward the horizon.
Yet Yun Yun's delicate body seemed to be drawn by some force. Space shifted, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared high in the sky.
"Hm?"
Soul Emperor frowned and reached for Yun Yun in the sky again with his right hand.
The enormous black hand opened, as though it could grasp the entire world within its palm.
"How dare you!"
Another clear shout rang out, and the enormous black hand exploded out of thin air.
Soul Emperor's eyelids twitched as he stared intently into the distance.
At the same time, countless figures turned their gazes in that direction.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, a silver river came surging from the distant horizon.
The vast silver river rushed in from afar, sweeping across the entire sky in an instant.
The roaring sound of water echoed without end, and an incomparably pure and pristine aura spread in an instant.
The Darkness Sky Veil that had blanketed the entire sky seemed to have encountered its nemesis and rapidly dissipated.
Long-lost, dazzling sunlight once more fell upon the entire Heavenly Burial Mountain Range.
Beneath the sunlight, the silver river swept across the heavens like a celestial river from the ninth sky—magnificent, resplendent, and breathtaking.
Upon the silver river, a wave over a thousand zhang high suddenly surged forth. Atop the wave stood a White Clad Figure.
His ink-black hair fell loosely around him, and his robes fluttered in the wind. Surrounded by the silver river, he seemed especially sacred.
His sword eyebrows lifted slightly, his starry eyes shifting. His flawless features carried a trace of heroic spirit, and he seemed like a Banished Immortal, carefree and elegant as he gazed down upon the clear current.
The White Clad Figure raised