The voice was ethereal as if it came from ancient times.
Dao Xuanji's hand movements stopped, and Ou Yangming also raised his head to look at the sky.
In the distant horizon, a white-clothed man floated over. His clothes fluttered as if he was an immortal from the legends.
"It's you!" Dao Xuanji looked at the person, and a hint of fear flashed across his eyes.
That person took a step forward and crossed 5,000 kilometers, appearing outside the Shanhai Continent. At this moment, Ou Yangming could clearly see that person's appearance.
'It's him!'
Ou Yangming's reaction was completely different from Dao Xuanji's. The latter was afraid, but the former was pleasantly surprised.
This person...
Ou Yangming recalled the white-clothed figure in his mind. He could not clearly see that person's appearance from the spiritual sea, but he could still make a rough guess.
