The earthing-shaking mayhem in the Ancient Celestial Palace lasted for a month before it gradually settled down. As the disorder settled down, the peak of the mountain beamed out a large amount of holy light. A slender figure slowly emerged from the center of the countless beams of spiritual light.
When he stood up, claps of thunder seemed to roar between the heavens and the earth. Indescribable oppression emanated outward, causing countless cultivators around the Heavenly River to tremble in fear. The figure seemed to notice the overwhelming oppression, so he swung his robe to draw the light beams back. The light beams vanished into his body, and the daunting oppression dissipated.
The spiritual light disappeared to reveal Mu Chen's slender body. On his handsome face, his pitch-black eyes were as dark as the night sky, giving him an unfathomable look.
