The boundless Immortal Court's splendid halls all turned to flying ash, leaving only the Heavenly Dao long staircase and the sun hanging on the horizon.
Desolate, silent.
Fang Wang strolled up the Heavenly Dao staircase, with the Supreme Saint and Fang Jing closely following behind, the trio seemed to have come from another world. The Purple Dragon Soul on the Heavenly Palace Halberd twisted its dragon body at will, displaying its formidable stature.
Fang Jing felt the majestic spiritual energy of this realm and ran his cultivation technique for Qi Gathering, confirming that he was not in an Illusionary Realm.
This made him even more astonished.
"Is the Immortal Court gone just like that?" Fang Jing couldn't help but ask.
