Taking a deep breath, Liang embraced the dense spiritual Qi of the Inner City, feeling its pure energy coursing through his body. With confidence, he took deliberate steps towards the majestic Astral Gate, where several figures had already gathered.
The first person Liang's eyes caught was a venerable monk, his presence exuding an aura of tranquility and wisdom. Standing beside the monk was a Daoist Priest, emanating an air of mystery and ancient knowledge.
Behind the Monk stood Zhuo Li, Xue Ren, Jiang Yan, and Gu Hong.
However, it was the woman standing beside the Daoist Priest that caught Liang's attention the most – someone he was very familiar with – it was none other than Mi Ling.
Yet, there was something different about her, an enigmatic quality that tugged at his senses.
