"It is said that the Qin Clan is the descendants of a Hall Master from the Antarctic Immortal Mansion, with an extraordinary background and exceptional talent!"
"Oh? Is that so!"
The Great Power in a black robe heard it and held a bit more reverence in his eyes:
"No wonder, to have such talent and combat power, understanding such a domineering Illusion Heart Fist Style!"
…
Amidst the clamor of the Dao assembly plaza, another area of serene world existed.
Chen Sheng's incarnation stood in the void, with an aura that was calm and grand, as steady as a pillar of heaven and earth.
Beside him, Dharma Master Hong Jue, donned in a profound robe, his sleeves fluttering without wind, his expression indifferent.
The two of them looked at the battle arena where the prodigies were contending, engaging in leisurely conversations, their words filled with insight into the Great Dao and nostalgia for the past.
