Mo Qiong landed on Peacock Mountain. At the same time, a door appeared behind him.
Master Gou, Adams, and the others emerged one after another. As they passed through the door, they underwent a certain sublimation.
The environment here was filled with limitless energy, yet it could not harm them in the slightest.
"Was this the Blue White Realm?"
Master Gou puffed on a cigarette, looking around.
"Were everyone in the Blue White Realm already dead?" Adams was speaking when dozens of women flew out from the palace complex.
Each of them was graceful and elegant, with an otherworldly bearing.
The woman at the front had the most ordinary appearance of them all. She wore white robes, two thumb-sized little swords hanging from her earlobes, and held a pure-black iron box in her hands.
That box was the very one Mo Qiong had shot up.
"Master!" The leading woman had originally carried herself with composure, but upon seeing Mo Qiong, her small face revealed an expression of incredible joy and surprise.
Mo Qiong thought for a moment and realized that she was calling out to Bolo Ge.
Thus, the appearance that had originally belonged to Bolo Ge instantly shifted and changed, reverting to Mo Qiong's true appearance.
Seeing this, the woman's expression fell. She seemed to realize that she had been indulging in wishful thinking.
Mo Qiong smiled. "Your name is Luo Yan, and you're Bolo Ge's disciple?"
With one glance, he saw through Luo Yan's information. She was the Fourth Generation President of the Supreme Blue White Realm.
"Bolo Ge... was merely one incarnation of my master. My master entered infinite transcendence long ago. Out of respect for him, I cannot reveal his true name," Luo Yan said proudly.
Mo Qiong smiled. "Then I'll just call him Bolo Ge."