Dao Child Qin Ming

Everyone knew that the Yin-Yang Dao Field had crashed long ago.

Yet what lay before their eyes told an entirely different story.

That colossal structure hung upside down beneath the night sky.

"It truly exists. It isn't an illusion."

Gu Rui, the brown-haired man, looked grave. Probing with his Heavenly Immortal consciousness, he reached a conclusion that even he found difficult to believe.

Mo Lin, the Kirin Cult's old Heavenly Immortal, had two crystalline horns that radiated spiritual brilliance, sending out ripples. After a careful examination, his expression froze as well.

"The Yin-Yang Dao Field is still here?"

"Will we be considered uninvited guests?"

Many were quite nervous. After all, even the bells within the Dao Field had rung.

Liu Mo and Guan Xu both wore solemn expressions, their brows deeply furrowed. After studying it carefully, they too discovered that the Yin-Yang Dao Field was indeed a physical existence.

It remained secluded from the world, suspended in the night sky in seamless harmony with nature.

The Yin-Yang Dao Field was enormous, perfectly round like a taiji diagram.

A vast mountain range divided it into two halves, yin and yang embracing each other.

Over the yang earth, yang energy steamed upward, as though morning clouds were spilling their rosy glow. Even the magnificent buildings glittered.

Across from it, the yin soil was wreathed in cold mist, dark and unfathomable.

Two utterly different auras entwined in midair, forming a taiji pattern. As the power of yin yang circulated, the entire Dao Field alternated between light and darkness.

What was going on?

None of them felt certain of anything.

A supreme Dao Field, believed to have long since dissolved into the smoke and clouds of history, had suddenly been discovered still existing in perfect condition. Was it plotting something?

Even with several Heavenly