Zhenyan Ancestor's thoughts surged.
Below the Spirit Realm, there are a million Lower Realms, just like the Central Divine China World.
But since ancient times, no Lower Realm had ever produced a cultivator who ascended during the Dao Integration Period.
This was too inconceivable.
"Ancestor, what should we do now?"
Mu Qingliu asked in a low voice.
"What should we do?"
Zhenyan Ancestor glanced at Mu Qingliu, "What else can we do?"
If it had been before Lin Yuan had broken through to the Dao Integration Period, Zhenyan Ancestor still had confidence that, with this projection, he could manage wrist-to-wrist with him.
But now?
The opponent's strength almost caught up to his own true self in the Spirit Realm. What wrist was there to manage?
Wasn't that just humiliating oneself?
