In the distance, a golden streak violently twisted the void. In a flash, it pierced the vast night sky.
With a swish, it arrived nearby, trailing a golden afterimage across thousands of miles of sky.
It was a golden cicada, moving at an inconceivable speed.
Its wings were thin and completely transparent, yet they could slice through the night sky. Three figures stood on its back: two men and a woman.
Above the Nine Heavens, Astral Wind surged and roared like thunder, powerful enough to scatter Pure Yang Consciousness. Yet not even a corner of their robes stirred. The three stood utterly still.
This was an Earth Immortal-level golden cicada. After flickering in and out of sight a few times, it entered the Land of Fate.
Of the three figures on its golden back, the silver-haired elder held the highest standing. Behind him stood a man and woman who still looked fairly young.
The elder wore a black robe. Golden threads interwove across his body, accompanied by a jade glow that held back the violent Astral Wind and formed a Pure Land around him.
Jade light also surfaced on the young man's flesh, as though he had donned a layer of secret armor. Golden divine patterns interwove within his eyes, flickering unpredictably.
The silver-haired elder said, "Zhuo Kong, your branch may have declined, but the Lineage has never forgotten your ancestors' achievements. We will continue to support you. Otherwise, you would not have been made one of our envoys."
The young man said, "I will not disappoint the Lineage."
"Good," the silver-haired elder said. "This time, I have found an opportunity for you. Several factions in the Land of Fate have quietly produced something remarkable. That Butian Divine Medicine can strengthen your Life Spirit Light."
Zhuo Kong bowed respectfully. "Thank