Time flies like an arrow, and years flow like a stream. In the blink of an eye, spring has passed and autumn has arrived again, with its refreshing air.
In the past half month, the immense pressure that had engulfed an area of hundreds of miles has been increasingly contained, with its range shrinking day by day, gradually retracting back into the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
Fei Hong Ancestor, Bai Mei, and others observed this situation and immediately realized that someone was about to emerge from seclusion, so they cast inquisitive gazes towards the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
On this day, in the Cultivation Dojo, the vast, invisible, and surging aura gradually calmed down.
As the Divine Light between Zhao Sheng's eyebrows slowly dissipated, the Thunder Giant Dharma Image behind him also gradually faded and disappeared from the void.
