That day, Li Qingyun's Taiqing Body sensed that the time had come.
He raised his head to look at the empty sky, yet showed no impatience.
Then his figure flickered, appearing within the ancient temple of Cave City.
This ancient temple had been restored and now wore an entirely new face, its incense offerings flourishing. At the very center of the highest shrine sat a living creature: Big Black Cat Yuanbao.
Amid the wafting incense, he sprawled lazily atop the divine seat, eyes narrowed as he dozed.
Yet his aura had reached Ancestral Return Realm Stage Eight.
This fellow had perhaps cultivated with the greatest ease of all—he could win just by lying down.
All the Cave Tribe people regarded him as the "Divine Meng Ancestor." Other than Houtu, the one they worshipped most was the Divine Cat Ancestor.
With Li Qingyun watching over him as well, his life as a cat had reached its pinnacle in the Great Thousand Layer.
He claimed that he had looked after his master, as well as his master's disciples and descendants, all the way through. Without him, perhaps the entire Lingbao Sect would have fallen apart.
Thus, Yuanbao felt that enjoying everything now was only natural. Who told this Lord Cat that he had rendered such great service through toil and hardship?
Within the temple, rows upon rows of Cave Tribe men, women, old folk, and children, their skin pale and bloodless, knelt in worship and chanted scriptures. They came and went in an endless stream.
Li Qingyun, dressed in a plain green robe, suddenly appeared amid the worshippers and incense devotees, yet no one noticed him.
For a trace of "mortality" lingered around him, making him seem far too ordinary.
No matter how handsome and unrestrained he was, the believers in the