In a moment, Lu Yan transformed into a streak of light and flew into the distance, leaving behind a world without the slightest change.
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Half a day later, an elderly man wearing the Qiankun Robe, with a dignified aura, stepped out from the void and appeared in this world before the eyes, his cultivation unexpectedly at the Nascent Soul Realm.
In a place even farther, a colossal object broke through the sea of clouds, causing ripples to undulate layer by layer.
This was a Dharma Ship resembling an ancient divine mountain, its hull densely covered with intricate and profound Array Patterns, each rune circulating with a spiritual light that made one's heart tremble. As many as a dozen Cyan Robe Golden Cores sat cross-legged at various nodes on the ship, the magical power surging around them, shining like bright stars in the night sky.
Wherever the Dharma Ship passed, the void trembled and the sea of clouds parted.
