The main soul of Yuan Ming slowly returned to its place, and the spirit bean clone seemed infused with new vitality. He gently stepped out of the Stealing Heaven Tripod space, his figure gradually condensing above the ruins of White Emperor City.
All around lay desolation, with broken walls and ruins, where wild grass swayed with the wind, as if telling of the past glory and the current changes.
Not far away, seven or eight cultivators dressed in blue gathered together. Whether male or female, their expressions varied, but they all looked quite curious and eager.
They were surrounding the clone of Daoist Mu, asking about the changes in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range and various questions about the Stone Pillar Hongjun.
Daoist Mu's clone was surrounded by the crowd, frowning slightly, appearing a bit impatient.
