While Zhou Yuanjue and Zhang Dongwei were talking.
Meanwhile, on the sixth level of the Immortal Palace.
Yu Guanhai, Daoist Bailong, and their party made their way cautiously. Each of them had a yellow talisman with red patterns affixed to their body, emitting a faint glow.
A silver-white glow emanated from Yu Guanhai and another short, stocky middle-aged man, enveloping all four of them. Their bodies became as translucent as jade, shining with a faint, dazzling light.
HUFF! PUFF!
While Daoist Bailong remained calm and composed, Tu Junshan was not having such an easy time. Beads of sweat had formed on his forehead without him realizing. His Life Magnetic Field clung tightly to his body for protection, but the surrounding field still exerted immense pressure, seeming to stir some deep-seated emotion within him.
