Ji Wei's head was buzzing. Helplessly, she placed her small hand on the jade stone.
The Daoist had just finished speaking.
A CRACK echoed.
BANG!
The Immortal Inquiry Stone shattered.
The Daoist: "?"
He had just started to step forward.
But in the next moment.
Like a heaven-shattering event, a brilliant golden beam of light—shooting hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of feet into the sky—suddenly erupted from the young girl's small hand!
The words the Daoist was about to speak caught in his throat. As he stumbled backward, his eyes widened.
"You… you…"
'A natural-born Anomaly, with fortune that pierces the heavens! This is… the aptitude of the Immortals! The aptitude of the Immortals!'
'No, how is this possible?'
'How could a prodigy like this appear in a small, mundane city!?'
In an instant, his expression changed. He looked in all directions—east, south, west, and north—and saw figures rapidly approaching.
