Inside the palace, Dantong looked at his palm.
A small formation appeared on Dantong's palm, shimmering with a faint glow.
"The reaction returning from the formation is getting stronger and stronger. It seems the ancient seal has been lifted. Such a powerful force, it should be an ancient power. I wonder how Brother Feng is doing now." Dantong muttered to himself, feeling a little worried.
"Dragon Ancestor, can I return to the Divine Realm to take a look?" Dantong asked through telepathy.
"You're worried about the ancient seal?" Long Shi Hun's voice echoed, and he silently appeared in Dantong's palace.
The sudden voice startled Dantong.
"I say, Ancestor, couldn't you give a hint?" Dantong rolled his eyes.
