But Gan Xiong suddenly reacted, looking at the slowly opening gap on the surface of the domain membrane with some suspicion.
"Could it be him..."
The next moment, at the gap on the surface of the realm membrane.
A figure in a blue robe stepped out slowly, followed by a red-haired Cultivator and an ape.
Seeing Gan Xiong, the two gazes crossed over many Cultivators and endless void. Amid the astonished gazes of the Holy Desecration Realm's Cultivators, the blue-robed figure smiled and raised his hand in a distant salute:
"Taoist Friend Gan, fellow comrades of the Holy Desecration Realm, how have you been?"
Seeing this blue-robed figure, Gan Xiong's heart trembled. He finally confirmed his suspicion, unable to conceal his shock:
"Taoist Friend Taiyi! Is it really you?!"
He immediately became alert:
"Primitive Demon Mountain, so it turned out to be a domain! No wonder, no wonder..."
