Jizhou, Shouyang Mountain.
Purple aura soared across the sky, stretching three thousand miles, its magnificent light piercing through the Nine Layers of Heaven, truly creating a wonderful scene of immortal air.
The entire Daode Sect was filled with a rich spiritual mechanism, transforming even into mist, swirling between the mountains and forests, making the surroundings seem like a Cave Heaven Blessed Land.
This anomaly persisted for a full hour before it began to gradually dissipate. Yet as the purple aura dispersed and the sky dome reappeared, suddenly a White Jade Golden Bridge spanned the sky, landing straight on the peak of Shouyang Mountain, leaving the entire Daode Sect in bewilderment.
"Master."
When Taibai True Monarch and Zhang Daoyi both arrived at the mountain top, the bridge had already disappeared. The Daoist Lord stood by the cliff, one hand lightly raised, with a Taiji slowly rotating in his palm.
