The Huai River surged eastward, its waves churning and crashing!
The Exquisite Magic Tower trembled in the great void. Its massive silhouette rose higher and higher, then with a thunderous ROAR, it shot straight into the Qingming!
Thousands of zhang above the ground, in the Gangfeng Layer, the biting atmosphere, sharp as metal, rushed in like a tide. It slapped against layers of clear light, creating ripples that quickly vanished into nothingness.
Lou Zhenxiao, his face stern and his sharp eyebrows angled upwards, sat at the very top, seemingly lost in thought with his eyes downcast.
Behind him, illusory colors swirled and divine light floated, coalescing into a Three-Color Mirror Wheel that respectively reflected three beams of Profound Light: Xin Metal, Kui Water, and Ding Fire.
