When the rainbow light shone, autumn snow spread across the horizon.
Cheng Guang was taking in the rewards of fusing with the Saint Dao Fruit while calming his own Qi.
He did not know what the Saint Dao Fruit meant to the people of the world, nor did he know what the Ancient Tang Monk had experienced during the primal era.
Yet, in his heart, he was immensely curious about these legendary figures.
Cheng Guang exhaled slowly, aware that after his cultivation improved, he might have the chance to encounter such characters.
As Cheng Guang opened his eyes and was about to push open the door, he suddenly sensed that the sky outside had darkened.
After opening the door,
What caught his eye was the clear moon hanging in the sky, and in the Million Specie Garden, several people stood sparsely.
Qin Yanqiu and Ning Qianxue were sitting in a stone pavilion nearby.
When they heard the sound of the door opening, both shifted their gaze towards Cheng Guang.
