A hundred years later, Golden Source Immortal Palace.
Within a magnificent, resplendent palace, a middle-aged man in a white brocade robe sat upright upon the golden dragon throne at the head of the hall. His temples were lightly frosted, and his eyes were profound, as if he had weathered countless trials. He was none other than Dongfang Bai, lord of the Immortal Palace.
At this moment, he swept an indifferent gaze over the person standing below. Though there was no anger on his face, the man's heart still trembled, and he did not dare even breathe loudly.
The man was a handsome youth dressed in extravagant multicolored robes. He appeared to be only fifteen or sixteen, yet his eyes resembled a dry old well, carrying an indescribable air of decay.
"Elder Tao, I found you this body for Body Seizure not so you could live in comfort and leisure. Why has more than a hundred years passed, yet you have not found even the slightest trace of Han Li?"
Dongfang Bai questioned him coldly.
It turned out that this youth was Tao Ji after his Body Seizure.
After suffering Luo Hong's torment twice, he had ultimately fallen into Han Li's hands.
More than a hundred years ago, he had conspired with the Demon Race's Third Prince, attempting to set up an array to capture Han Li. Yet Han Li broke the array and killed them instead, leaving only Tao Ji's Nascent Soul to escape.
In order to make a comeback, Tao Ji could only reveal to Dongfang Bai the secret that Han Li might possess the Sky Controlling Bottle.
However, after taking possession of this body, Tao Ji had not dared to slack off in the slightest. He searched day and night for Han Li's whereabouts, yet found nothing.
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