Liang Hui's eyes were deep as he quietly listened to the narrative before him.
Meanwhile, he discreetly observed his body to ensure there were no problems or unknown influences.
"However, whenever I see your stance, I feel utter disgust."
The East King Palace spoke softly, his expression turning indifferent as he approached the young man.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Although it was merely a phantom, the sound it made stepping on the floor was crisp and echoed in the space.
A rich vitality, mixed with warmth, rose from the white-clad phantom.
"The Pure Yang Path and the Wood Taoism Principle, I didn't expect you to choose such a path."
"This path is similar to mine, why not stay and discuss the Tao until the end of the Era?"
Although it was a question, his words were laced with an undeniable resolve.
A streak of Immortality and Indestructibility arose once more and flowed anew.
