At the Devil's Plain, the souls of millions of soldiers were buried, and the Peerless Divine Tomb was about to be unearthed, shocking the world.
Fairy music rang out, flowers rained down, the sky was full of auspicious colors. Bands of colorful clouds descended, their light illuminating the universe. The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign descended on an Immortal Crane.
He wore a purple-gold crown and a Yin-Yang Daoist robe. His snow-white long hair was draped in his front and back, fluttering in the wind. His face was like a silver platter without any old age, like a handsome man in his thirties, with a straight nose and square mouth. His eyes were deep like the ocean without any imposing momentum. He gave an unfathomable, awe-inspiring impression, regardless of how casually he seemed.
The sky was full of colorful clouds. Endless colored lights fell down. In the sound of fairy music, petals crystal clear kept fluttering down, filling the sky with pleasing floral fragrances.
