Netherworld.
True Master Yu Ding had traveled far and wide for a long time, and rarely returned to the Netherworld.
He saw the drifting Immortal Light of Zhou Jue Heavenly Palace and knew the Sect Hierarch was refining artifacts again.
True Master Yu Ding waited outside the palace gate for a moment.
"Come in." A clear voice called him to enter, it was Xuanqing.
True Master Yu Ding pushed the door and entered.
Bang!
The tranquil Heavenly Palace made a soft sound, like a drop of water falling into a deep, silent pond, causing ripples of time to spread out.
True Master Yu Ding looked around, seeing only vastness.
It was water, the silver-white Cosmic Light Water.
Upon the boundless Sea of Cosmic Light, only He stood alone.
Xuanqing's figure was not seen, nor was his voice heard.
Tap, tap, tap~~
The crisp sound of stepping in water resonated, True Master Yu Ding took steps, following his senses towards a direction.
He didn't know how long he walked.
