The Bamboo Grove was shrouded in spiritual energy, with auspicious colors twisting around. Three Blood Tears Divine Bamboos stood barely over three feet tall, looking like they were carved from green agate and then dotted with blood beads—it was indescribably vibrant.
In front of the three divine bamboos, several cultivators were conversing. Among them, a man dressed in a moon white robe, with hair like a waterfall and features sharp as stars, looked incredibly handsome. His face was filled with astonishment as he uttered Xiao Chen's name, his expression one of utter shock.
Xiao Chen had just shaken off the kings and rushed into this Bamboo Sea, where he encountered several cultivators. He recognized the tall and slender young man, feeling a sense of familiarity, as if they had met a long time ago.
