Upon hearing Fang Huayin’s words, all the immortals and gods were a little flustered and nervous. The important figures on the other side of the river who had escaped from the sea of bitterness were all high and mighty, looking down on the passage of time and the vicissitudes of the mortal world. How could they be easily seen?
Although they were also considered to be in the immortal class and were beyond the mortal world, in the eyes of the other side, they were probably no stronger than the dust!
One after another, they circulated their dao strength and used immortal spells to tidy themselves up, not daring to show the slightest disrespect. Reverend Zhu long even took out a small bottle made of red coral and threw it into the sky. As it poured over, streams of clear spring water poured down like rain, it completely enveloped the entire ning bi peak.
