At the summit of Mount Yuelu, the weather changed suddenly, and a multitude of beasts fled.
A terrifying pressure enveloped the entire mountaintop, and dark clouds obscured the sunlight above.
The disciples of the White Emperor Sect were covertly astonished. Could it be that the Immortal Master's divine skills had ascended to another level?
Rustle rustle…
At that moment, the bamboo in the forest shifted aside on its own.
A man in white emerged, and upon seeing him, a verse sprung to the minds of the onlookers: "His feathered robe always carries the hues of mist and rosy clouds, untouched by the worldly blossoms of peach and plum."
Two words: worldly detachment.
With the Great Achieved Tranquil Body, in this Magicless World, he had already surpassed many mortals.
Moreover, Xu Xuan had lived in a peaceful world, free from the murderous aura cultivated in the battles of the Mirror Realm, possessing instead the natural grace and lofty spirit of the immortals from the myths.
