Once everything was done, the phantom figures of Xiao Lu and the others faded away.
The seven Spatial Gates disappeared as well.
The Pentagram beneath Zhao Su also sank into his body.
Then a layer of white light appeared, sealing the Circular Mark Fused with the Dao Character in Zhao Su's mind.
It also concealed every trace of his aura.
Even someone in the Divine King Realm would have been unable to see through his current cultivation level.
By the time Zhao Su woke up, it was already noon the next day. That entire day and night had felt like one long dream.
But this time, the dream was not hazy. He remembered it clearly.
"The era of the old Heavenly Dao?"
Those were the first words Zhao Su murmured after waking.
Then he sat up and looked around, taking in his surroundings.
He discovered that he was lying in an unfamiliar room.
The furnishings were simple, but a vase filled with fresh flowers stood on a nearby table.
The flowers gave off a faint fragrance.
Their pleasant scent filled the entire room.
The fragrance even seemed to refresh the mind and sharpen the senses.
Creak!
Just as Zhao Su was staring at the flowers, lost in thought, someone pushed the door open.
Qian Renxue appeared in the room, dressed in a white skirt.
Her expression was as cold as ever, but a hint of tenderness lingered in her eyes.
She carried a tray holding several small dishes, three steamed buns, and a bowl of soup.
The dishes and buns looked quite good, but the soup resembled the Black Liquid he drank every day.
It gave off a foul, fishy stench.
"You've been asleep for a whole day and night. Have something to eat!"
Qian Renxue set the tray on