Kunlun Dao Palace.
Zhou Yi's hair was silver, and his face was aged.
He sat cross-legged atop the Eight Trigrams Jade Platform, with the Flying Immortal Temple's supreme treasure, the Yimu Flying Immortal Banner, suspended above his head.
Both were outstanding among Third-Grade Magical Artifacts. The Eight Trigrams Jade Platform protected the body and soul, while the Yimu Flying Immortal Banner nurtured vitality.
Five people knelt below him. At their head was the current Dragon Emperor, Li Zhu.
More than twenty years had passed, yet his appearance had not changed in the slightest. His aura was as vast as mountains and seas; he had already become an Innate True Person.
The Dragon Bloodline was truly terrifying. Unfortunately, it was tied to the fortune of Great Jing and could never transcend it.
The second was a Daoist in blue robes, whose Daoist title was Xuan Ding. His beard was unkempt, his eyes bloodshot, as though he had not slept for dozens of days and nights.
Xuan Ding's alchemy was renowned throughout the realm. He had learned from Zhou Yi yet surpassed him. A genius and monster like him truly could not be judged by common sense.
The third wore coarse hemp clothes and went barefoot. His skin resembled bronze and iron, his fingers broad. His Daoist title was Xuan Pan.
His martial cultivation had reached Houtian Perfection. He needed only a single opportunity to achieve Qi Induction into Body and become a grandmaster.
The fourth was the youngest, lively and mischievous, unable to sit still even before his master.
Xuan Yu possessed astonishing comprehension. Though not yet twenty, her formations and Forbidden Seals already nearly matched Zhou Yi's.
The fifth was Zhou Nian. Five years ago, after reaching the completion of Qi Refinement, he had bid farewell to Chen Jinyu and