The long river boils, reversing the reflection of countless times.
Yet ultimately, it cannot reflect the figure belonging to Li Fan.
As if leaping out of the Three Realms, not within the Five Elements.
The white-haired sage's expression grows increasingly solemn.
The other saints, too, fix their gaze on Li Fan, due to this incredibly mysterious occurrence.
They all hail from different times and spaces, traversing the Realm of Eternal Silence to arrive here. They know well how difficult it is to summon the true spirits that accumulate there.
Yet the one before them merely waves his hand, summoning a multitude of true spirits, swarming forward.
Could it be that this person before them represents the will of the Realm of Eternal Silence?
Thinking of this, all saints cannot help but become vigilant.
Yet faced with the pressure from the saints, Li Fan remains unperturbed.
