Deep within the Luo God Clan's grounds, rosy clouds reflected from the surface of the Luo River, dyeing the clouds with thousands of flowing lights. Mu Zi stood by the riverbank, her plain white skirt fluttering gently in the breeze, her proud, upright figure graceful and beautiful.
Ling Er crouched to one side, her fingertips teasing the silver-scaled fish leaping from the river. The splashing droplets had yet to fall when they were held up by Formless Power, condensing into crystalline ice.
Mu Zi glanced back slightly, watching Zi Ling play in the water with carefree delight, and a few thoughts surfaced in her heart.
During her stay as a guest of the Luo God Clan, not long ago, Mu Zi had handed a wisp of the Luo God's natal spirituality over to the Luo God Clan to nurture. Perhaps one day, it could allow her to reappear in the world.
Because of how powerful the Luo God had been in life, this nurturing process would take quite a long time. If they wanted their ancestor to revive sooner, the Luo God Clan needed to give birth to a true powerhouse.
Although the present Luo God Clan's bloodline had withered, it still possessed some potential. In the future, if a member of the Luo God Clan could cultivate to the level of a Heavenly Sovereign, then through the connection of their bloodline power, they could greatly speed up the Luo God's recovery.
"It's time to set off."
The two of them had lived in the Luo God Clan for quite some time. It was time to leave the Little Western Heaven Realm and head to the Tianluo Continent to investigate.
Mu Zi suddenly raised her eyes. Her gaze pierced through layers of great halls and landed on several figures speeding