422 Eloquent

He Ping and Long Tianyin chatted briefly when a thunderous boom erupted from the void. An unfathomably vast force tore open space, and with that rip, a sliver of light suddenly appeared amid the boundless darkness.

It had been nighttime, the sky pitch-black, but now the dark night split apart and a golden radiance emerged.

"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist He, everyone from our Long Clan has arrived."

Long Tianyin burst into laughter.

Hearing this, He Ping raised his gaze. The golden light was a gateway, within which raging spatial storms churned, ripping countless stretches of void into fragments.

Boom!

Something emerged from the depths of that golden gateway and descended above Ice Chi Palace. It glittered with golden light, an enormous colossal object.

"This is the Mystic Spirit Sacred Grotto? The Long Clan's minor world? Why is it a skull?"

The Long Clan had three elders whose lifespans were nearly exhausted. They could only remain hidden within the Long Clan's minor world, the "Mystic Spirit Sacred Grotto," and could not leave at will.

The Mystic Spirit Sacred Grotto was a minor world, but it was not a stable one. It required constant reinforcement with magical power; if the three elders left this minor world, it would collapse.

He examined it closely and only then realized that the Long Clan's minor world, the Mystic Spirit Sacred Grotto, was shaped like the skull of some gigantic creature. The golden skull's jaws were forever gaping open, its immense mouth like a bottomless cavern.

He Ping could sense that a minor world was concealed within that gaping mouth.

"It's far too huge. I can't tell what creature it originally belonged to. It feels like some enormous ape demon, or perhaps...?"

Suddenly, inspiration flashed through his mind, and he understood everything.

"This is sun truegold, something