The Domain of Clear Skies, stretching across the heart of the Eastern Wasteland Immortal Cultivation World, suddenly dissipated today.
The pervasive, biting golden wind seemed to have never existed, as the stratified clouds dispersed, revealing a bright and clear sky.
The gentle sunlight shone upon the earth, and grass and trees visibly grew, brimming with vitality—a scene where all things flourish.
This is the Bikong Domain!
And all these changes stemmed from the black clothed daoist standing before the Golden Tiger.
Bao Hanjun heard Luo Chen speak from behind the Taoist door, and couldn't help but be stunned.
"Are you the predecessor of the Dan Sect?"
Luo Chen smiled slightly, "You recognize me?"
Bao Hanjun nodded, but then suddenly shook his head.
"The predecessor's great name is well-known, although I've never met you, how could Bao Hanjun not recognize it?"
