Although a millennium had passed, Qin Fengming recognized the male cultivator lying flat on the rock at a glance. He was none other than the master Qin Fengming had yearned for day and night—Ancestor Tianji.
At this moment, Ancestor Tianji's appearance had changed slightly. The old man's features from his time in the Human Realm now looked noticeably younger, and even his once salt-and-pepper hair had regained its inky-black color.
Ancestor Tianji had always been fair-skinned and dignified. After being nourished by the Heaven and Earth Essence of the Spirit Realm, his complexion now seemed as smooth as jade, his bearing handsome and refined. He looked utterly transcendent, with an extraordinary appearance.
Only, Ancestor Tianji's eyes were tightly shut, and his face was somewhat pale. Though no injuries could be seen on his body, he was clearly suffering from an illness or injury—and a very serious one at that.
When Qin Fengming suddenly appeared before her as he spoke, the beautiful female cultivator, who had been casting a spell with her eyes closed, abruptly opened them. Her gaze was filled with shock and terror.
Even when Qin Fengming cried out the word "Master," the female cultivator seemed not to react.
At first, she had not paid much attention to the battle outside the formation. However, she had seen Qin Fengming confront the leaders of the five great gangs. Later, worried about Ancestor Tianji's injuries, she had devoted herself wholeheartedly to stabilizing the illness within his body, leaving her unable to spare any divine sense to investigate the distant battle.
It was only when thunderfire raged and the power of Heaven and Earth descended in slaughter that Xu Miaoyin opened her eyes again.
Faced with the terrifying energy crashing toward her, ripping across the earth and sky like an ocean surging