Primordial Spirit Transforms into a Star River

"Good lad."

Li Rui had only just pushed open the door and stepped out when he saw Old Daoist Fa Ran already standing before him.

He was not overly surprised.

Though he had done his utmost to conceal his aura, Old Daoist Fa Ran was separated from him by only a wall and was bound to know.

"Not bad."

Old Daoist Fa Ran spoke with a beaming smile.

But judging by how his eyes had nearly narrowed into slits, this was far more than merely not bad.

This was absolutely splendid!

Tsk, tsk.

That was an Immortal Spirit.

When had an Immortal Spirit last appeared in Taihua Province?

It dated all the way back to White Jade Capital's reviving patriarch!

This was no small matter.

He did not ask, nor did he intend to expose it.

Yet one look at him was enough to tell that he already knew the answer.

"You may cultivate without worry. A Dao Monarch has already concealed your karma for you. Prepare well for your tribulation."

It was hard to imagine.

What heaven-defying spectacle would unfold when Li Rui underwent tribulation transcendence?

He did not know.

After all, Taihua Province had never produced an existence like an Immortal Spirit.

Li Rui said, "Yes."

He had also sensed just now that a Dao Monarch had taken action.

This was another benefit of becoming a Dao Child: even Dao Monarchs could protect his path!

How comfortable.

Old Daoist Fa Ran blinked, but in the end, he could not resist asking, "You brat, what is your Primordial Spirit like? A bright moon? A great sun?"

His was a Pure Yang Primordial Spirit, and its light was as vast as a torch.

That was why he was curious what an Immortal Spirit would look like.

Immortal Spirits were simply