Two months later.
In the core hall of the A3 Virtual Realm Fortress.
Zhao Sheng was sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, holding a hand seal motionlessly. Inside his Elixir Heaven, a fist-sized alien crystal was slowly rotating, each layer flashing with thunder light, expanding and contracting continuously.
Within the alien crystal, there was a cloud-like multicolored vortex, emanating a brilliant light of law.
Suddenly, a mass of white light descended from mid-air in the hall, and the Illusion Spirit White Deer instantly transformed into its form.
"My lord, a guest has arrived?"
"Oh? Who could find their way here?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng's eyes suddenly opened, a trace of confusion appearing on his face.
"White Deer, show me their face at once!"
"As you command, my lord!"
No sooner had the words fallen than a light screen appeared out of thin air, clearly revealing a giant with a resolute face, as towering as a mountain—none other than Zhao Xuanjing.
