First-Life Dao Artifact

Rippling waters, beneath the entrance to the inner heaven and earth in the lake.

The world was divided into black and white. Liu Feng arrived in a realm that resembled an ink-wash painting.

The earth was a vast expanse of white, with only a single island. The island's vegetation and courtyards all bore traces of ink.

Liu Feng could sense the yin and yang energies. He did not linger in the air, instead flying straight down onto the island.

At the island's edge was a small path. Beside it stood a middle-aged man in a yin-yang Daoist robe and an elderly man with white beard and white robes. The two had already been waiting for Liu Feng's arrival.

Watching Liu Feng land nearby, even with their states of mind, they could not help showing their delight. The old man, whose cultivation was at the quasi-sect leader level, stepped forward of his own accord.

"After several hundred thousand years, Senior Dao Xuzi has been fated to return to his old homeland. It truly is the cycle of karma. This junior, Jiang Qingxuan, wishes for Senior to swiftly return to the peak of his former days." The expression on Jiang Qingxuan's aged face, the current patriarch of the Jiang Clan, was respectful.

Behind him, Clan Head Jiang Ming also cupped his hands and bowed his head, observing the etiquette of a junior.

One was a Two-Body Immortal at consummation, while the other was a quasi-sect leader who had comprehended part of the method of transformation into the Dao. Yet both sincerely acknowledged Liu Feng as their senior.

Liu Feng returned the greeting simply. The Jiang Clan's respect for Dao Xuzi, his first life, surprised him somewhat.

But after giving it some thought, he roughly understood why.

Dao Xuzi had been deeply entangled