Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Beams of light shot through the air and into the sky, entering the Halos.
Each ring of light had its own heaven and earth, and there was a vast world inside.
These worlds were larger than ordinary small worlds and were also known as Middle Worlds. They were the headquarters of the ancient orthodoxies.
"Eh? This is ... News from Emperor Pan City?"
At this moment, in an ancient Hall in the yin-yang sky, an old man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside the hall.
In the sky outside, a black light was rapidly approaching.
"That's weird! What's the rush? What can happen in this city?"
He mumbled, feeling a little puzzled.
Judging from the speed of the voice transmission talisman, it was clearly an urgent message. Something had obviously happened. But what could have happened in the city?
