Primordial Unity Immortal King, Taking an Emperor as Disciple, A Difficult Predicament. Lu Qingyun glanced sideways, giving the figure before the bronze gate several extra looks.
Dao resonance flowed around the other man, faintly echoing the ancient runes on the gate. He seemed to have merged with this gate, with this stretch of heaven and earth; even his aura was so faint it was nearly nonexistent. The Dao resonance lingering upon the bronze gate appeared to share a deep connection with him.
But Lu Qingyun did not linger. With a turn of his steps, he followed Su Muyue into the depths of the ruins.
The interior of the ruins was vast. Great Immortal King Daos, like tangible ribbons of light, coiled and intersected through the air, each radiating a different sort of pressure.
There were dozens upon dozens of Immortal King Daos in all, representing dozens of Immortal King titans who had once shaken the world. Yet now, like ownerless possessions, they floated silently through the ruins, left to be worn away by time.
Su Muyue raised her eyes, and profound sorrow and remembrance welled up in her cold gaze.
She recognized every one of these Daos.
Behind every ribbon of light stood an old friend who had once fought at her side, every one a piece of the past carved deep into her soul.
But now, the Dao remained while its owner had perished. Only a wisp of lingering resonance drifted here.
Her jade hand lifted gently, her fingertips making a slight beckoning motion.
An Immortal King Dao suffused with a dim green gleam and an eerie chill slowly descended from the air, coming to rest in her palm.
Poisonous mist coiled around the Dao. Vitality and death intent cycled through it again and again. It was the supreme