"Divine Spirit Inner Sect Elder, Sovereign Xing Luo, is willing to ascend to heaven with the Taoist Lord!"
A sudden roar.
Liu Mang abruptly woke up.
His facial expression was erratic, but his mind couldn't help but recall the dream he had just had.
Beneath a sky that undulated like waves of water.
Solemn and majestic.
Under the gaze of countless cultivators.
One after another, once-renowned cultivators hesitated not to burn their mana, flesh, Primordial Spirit, everything they had, turning into a rainbow light merging into a vortex in the sky, and then there was no more sound.
Weakness in his body often plunged him into a state of trance.
Thus, dreams became more frequent.
He had had this dream many times before.
But this time it was exceptionally complete; in the dream, he seemed to truly become that Divine Spirit Inner Sect Elder, the cultivator known as Sovereign Xing Luo.
He had noticed it long ago.
