"Quack, I've got it!"
"The Taoist in my memory is indeed a good person, just like myself, with high morals, clear and bright as the wind and the moon, impeccable."
"I've realized it, naturally so have you!"
Yi Chen's smile slowly widened, revealing a row of white teeth with a peculiar white star twinkling.
A reflection of the soul, under the guise of false cultivation, an anomaly suddenly arose within Bear Cave.
Suddenly, the clouds within thousands of miles turned entirely red, crazily surging towards the direction of the Taoist.
In a flash, Yi Chen appeared at the center of the storm, both to protect Bear Cave and to better absorb the strange powers of heaven and earth.
"Not enough, this power is far from enough!"
"With such power, who could possibly absorb it all."
The Taoist's eyes sharpened, gazing into the distance, the entire world looked different in his eyes, appearing in variegated beautiful colors like a thermal image.
