The sun and moon hung high, black and white interwoven, and the entire world became unreal.
Ash drifted across the sky like heavy snow.
Whoosh!
A wind blew past, sending Wang Quan's long hair streaming and making Qing He shiver.
She looked at this black-and-white world, at the decaying living beings, and sighed. "It's here!"
Crack!
Room after room opened, and the decaying childhood companions emerged into the courtyard under the senior Daoists' lead.
Then everyone turned in unison toward the confinement room.
Vast quantities of ash surged toward the confinement room.
Wherever the ash passed, the already tottering buildings collapsed with a crash, then turned to ash and joined the surge.
Only the Spiritual Resonance Gourd remained suspended in the air, even without anything supporting it.
This gourd was definitely a great treasure.
But no one paid the gourd any attention now. Everyone stared at the confinement room.
Huff! Huff! Huff!
Heavy breathing came from inside the confinement room.
The sound was loud at first, but as time passed, it quickly grew faint and disappeared.
The skyful of ash initially circled the confinement room, then suddenly shot into the sky and erupted in every direction.
Crack!
The confinement room's door opened, and everyone saw Xiao Ming, whom they had not seen for years.
The instant Wang Quan and Qing He saw Xiao Ming, their pupils contracted, their faces filled with horror.
Over these years, under Wang Quan's torment, Xiao Ming's limbs had long since twisted out of shape, and his body had been battered by all manner of sinister, vicious winds until he had long since become something like a monster.
Yet what emerged from the confinement room now was not a twisted monster, but a young man-a graceful young man with flowing long hair, an imposing bearing, and