In the vast expanse of Heaven and Earth, a faint purple Qi drifts across the firmament.
Beneath the purple Qi.
Stand grand architectures on the land, and occasionally a hundred-zhang long purple serpent crushes past the ground, leaving deep rifts, while cultivators travel through the air, spanning thousands of miles.
This is the Daqian World where the Ziyun Clan resides.
Within a certain side hall, a large number of lit soul lamps are placed, and an old woman in purple robes is sitting beside them, nodding off.
Suddenly.
A slight breeze seemed to appear within the side hall, and one of the many soul lamps abruptly extinguished.
The old woman in purple robes suddenly opened her eyes, and upon seeing the extinguished soul lamp, her gaze turned cold.
"Dare to kill my..."
Before she finished speaking, the originally extinguished soul lamp reignited.
Even the old woman in purple robes showed a face of astonishment at such a spectacle.
