The Myriad Ancient Immortal Pavilion stood a thousand zhang tall. Its summit was as large as a football field, radiating a hazy golden glow, like a gigantic gemstone forged from gold.
Dao Lord Taichu's eyes flashed as he carefully examined the top, searching for something.
Soon, he spotted a black hole at the summit. Within it, he could vaguely see a Divine Medicine slowly blooming with light, emanating astonishing fluctuations.
"Is that the Divine Medicine? It truly is the legendary Divine Medicine!"
Dao Lord Taichu trembled slightly with excitement, feeling as though the entire world had suddenly become brighter.
He reached out, wanting to seize the Divine Medicine.
However, when he was only a foot away, the Divine Medicine suddenly erupted with dazzling golden radiance. Layer after layer of ripples spread outward, blocking his hands and making it impossible for him to touch it.
"Damn it, what is going on?"
Dao Lord Taichu frowned, his mood sour and his expression incomparably grim.
"I would like to know exactly who you are."
Just then, an icy voice suddenly rang out. His entire body stiffened, every hair standing on end. Like he was facing a great enemy, he nervously scanned his surroundings, afraid that the other party would suddenly strike.
Dao Lord Taichu focused his gaze and discovered a man standing quietly not far behind him. The man had long hair draped over his shoulders and wore a mask on his face, his entire body radiating bone-piercing killing intent.
Who was he?
Dao Lord Taichu frowned, his face filled with solemnity.
"Who exactly are you, and why are you stopping me?"
Dao Lord Taichu asked in a deep voice, a trace of vigilance flowing through the depths of his eyes.
"Are you the one who killed the Young Master?"
The man spoke