Immeasurable Continent, Immeasurable City!
Things were no longer as they had been. Ever since the Immeasurable Ancestor was executed, this place had become land without an owner. After the initial chaos, Immeasurable City welcomed a new master.
It was the Immeasurable Ancestor's disciple.
A trace of the Immeasurable Ancestor's divine soul still remained, though no one else knew that. Yet he did not dare return, fearing that his disciple might harbor ill intentions.
Although his disciple had always been exceedingly filial, he was now left with only a trace of his divine soul, his power negligible. The Immeasurable Ancestor did not dare gamble that his disciple would still wholeheartedly help him resurrect.
This day.
Surging, boundless spatial fluctuations ravaged the skies above Immeasurable City. Then the sky suddenly split apart, and in an instant, a vast rift appeared overhead.
Next, a resolute-looking young man stepped out from the rift with a pretty young girl dressed in black.
Such a tremendous disturbance naturally could not escape the notice of the city's inhabitants, and pairs of eyes turned toward the sky.
A vast, heaven-like pressure poured down, blanketing everything. Everyone once again recalled the terror Liu Xi had brought that day.
At once, panic spread through the crowd again.
The young man raised his hand and grasped at a strand of Spiritual Energy, drawing it into his body. He closed his eyes and carefully sensed it for a moment before opening them again.
A trace of worry flickered in his eyes. The young man furrowed his brow and said solemnly, "This is the last place Qingzhu appeared. There are still traces of Supreme Power lingering between heaven and earth, not yet fully assimilated by Spiritual Energy. It has been no more than half a month."
"Older Brother Lin Dong, there's still the