Suddenly, the winds and clouds in the sky shifted.
Snow-white clouds surged in from all directions.
In the blink of an eye, they gathered above the three of them, forming an immense, faintly visible phantom of a human face.
At the sight, Sikong Lanyue and Demon Lord Tantai Zhi both froze.
Their gazes swept across the phantom, as though they had seen something. Yet in the next instant, it was as though they had seen nothing at all.
The strange scene left both of them wearing peculiar expressions.
It felt as if some memory was vanishing out of thin air.
In contrast, the Heavenly Dao Palace Saint Son's expression abruptly stiffened.
"Fellow Daoists, please wait here for a moment. Cui has something to attend to and will return shortly."
He quickly spoke to Sikong Lanyue and Tantai Zhi.
As soon as the Heavenly Dao Palace Saint Son finished speaking, he did not wait for either companion to respond. With a flash of his body, he transformed into a streak of light and shot into the sky.
"Hm? What is this fellow up to now?"
Seeing this, Sikong Lanyue swiftly turned to Tantai Zhi beside him.
His friendship with the Heavenly Dao Palace Saint Son was not particularly deep; at most, they were merely acquaintances.
It was only because the other party had somehow become connected to the upper echelons of the Heavenly Palace where he resided that the two had come together.
As for Tantai Zhi beside him, although she had never revealed her true identity—
His eyes were exceptionally sharp. After several years together, he had long seen that her true identity was by no means that of a Cultivation World cultivator.
However, since this matter had been arranged by the Heavenly Palace's upper ranks, no matter how arrogant