Looking up, Zhou Qing stood outside the courtyard gate with a smile.
The old man paused for a moment, his aged face gradually breaking into a gratified smile.
"Troublemaker..."
...
After bidding farewell to Master Lin, a few days later, they appeared atop a hidden mountain peak, quietly overlooking the battle below.
Leading the Zhuge Family, the ancestor donned a purple-gold robe. As his sleeves flicked, a crimson rune condensed in his palm.
With a low shout, the rune suddenly expanded, transforming into a gigantic seal a hundred feet wide, which smashed fiercely toward the entrance of the Secret Realm.
"Boom—!"
The void shook, waves of ripples like a tide appeared, and fine cracks emerged at the entrance of the Secret Realm, yet within an instant, they healed as if untouched.
On the other side, a middle-aged man in a dark green robe formed a Sealing hand sign, and countless jade-green vines appeared around him.
