And so it was, in this Ruined Starfield made entirely of fragmented Middle Thousand Worlds, the Hidden Spirit Sect, transformed into a piece of debris, had been drifting for two years.
On this day, Xu Gang, Wang Xiangchi, and his wife, Zhou Kailing, Li Xuandao, Guang Xu, Zhang Daqi gathered on z Main Peak.
"According to the time Master gave us, we should have arrived here already." Xu Gang said uneasily.
"Maybe something delayed Master, or perhaps Master is in a crucial period of his Closed-Door Cultivation."
"Master said that he wanted to organize the Whole Dragon Feast, this dragon must be the Da Luo True Dragon that attacked our Sect."
"So I feel that Master is definitely preparing to promote to a Golden Immortal nearby." Zhou Kailing analyzed.
At this moment, 30 million kilometers from where the Hidden Spirit Sect was located.
Sudden bursts of various colored lights lit up, finally seeming to form a Saint Sun.
The surrounding starfield was completely illuminated.
