Martial World, on the border of Chaos.
The hidden world of the human clan.
Phoenix Creek Sect, filled with Essence Qi, divine clouds rising, various auspicious beasts circling, some like the Kylin, others like the Mysterious Bird, a truly immortal land.
The colorful streams of light coming and going in the sky further verified this point.
Now, under Hong Yuan's call, the remaining humans have just one major goal, which is to collectively open the Worm Tao, pooling their wisdom to isolate the power of the Dream Tao from the small world!
"Yue'er, let me handle this."
Under the blazing sun, Hong Yuan smiled with eyes narrowed.
He stood alone in the void, wearing a Mysterious Ink Dao Robe, possessing an indescribable Tao Rhyme that was captivating.
Unconsciously, Mo Yue'er backed out of the small valley, no longer guarding it.
