The vast primordial spirit sat up in shock, the Great Night suffered divine punishment!
The waters of the Li River rose and fell with the wind, while Elephant God Mountain stood firm like a monument, as if time had frozen at this moment.
Whether it was Xu Banshan, Xu Zhixia, or even Gao Xiaoniang who had fallen on the bamboo raft...
Everyone's eyes trembled, the Spirit Platform was on the verge of breaking, and in the sight of their primordial spirits, Zhang Fan's presence was enveloped in chaos, like the vast sky, the long night without celestial light, deep and unfathomable, the stars hidden, the Great Moon submerged, and where he stood, all brilliance extinguished.
That man, in this realm, at this moment, was like the king of cultivation.
"Zhang Fan... you..."
In the distance, Xu Zhixia's trembling gaze fell upon Zhang Fan, her pallid face filled with disbelief.
Compared to their last reunion in Yujing City, Xu Zhixia's shock at this moment was even greater.
