Sect Leader of Xuanguang Sect, who appeared to be quite aged, responded loudly and stepped forward, raising both hands. A scroll burst forth with radiant light, unfurling with a shhhh sound.
Lu Qian fixed his gaze, seeing it was a painting about ten feet long. At this moment, the scroll was bathed in radiant light, vividly colored, and emanating an overwhelming aura unmistakably belonging to a Magical Treasure.
Upon the scroll, a scene was depicted in brilliant colors.
In the heavens, dark clouds blanketed the sky, and a black dragon extended its head and claws, wriggling within. The black dragon's expression was fierce, opening its blood-red maw and extending its enormous claws, gleaming coldly, to swoop down.
Below the clouds, a group of white-clad Immortals were depicted ascending. They were arranged in a triangular formation, with layers of people below uplifted them progressively, focusing all their radiance on one person at the summit.
