Over the Central Region's sky.
It was calm and peaceful.
There were no clouds for miles around.
Suddenly, three rifts appeared in the sky, and three figures with immense pressure from their biological level burst forth from the cracks.
It was Qi Qingmo, Sea God, and Su Meixiao.
"Sima Xuan, Elder Li, come out!"
The moment Su Meixiao emerged, she looked down at a lake below and shouted.
The tranquil surface of the lake started to ripple without any wind, and circles of ripples slowly spread out from the center, forming regular concentric rings.
Then, three figures emerged from the center of the rings, breaking through the surface of the water.
To the naked eye, one was a middle-aged man in his early forties, another was an elderly man over sixty, and the last was a woman in her thirties.
But this was only in appearance; in reality, each of them was at least a thousand years old.
