His bowed head deeply immersed in reading, his demeanor revealed an indescribable sense of refined elegance, seemingly having cleansed away all malice to be reborn anew.
There was nothing out of the ordinary.
"We should be cautious in our actions," Li Ping'an said in a deep voice, "I always feel there's something eerie about it."
Immortal Huanglong muttered, "Such an unbridled ancient killer god to be directly transformed into this, it really is quite bizarre."
"It's all due to the Heavenly Dao."
Li Ping'an shook his head and took out a small Spiritual Treasure-grade Silver Shuttle from his sleeve. Fueled by immortal power from Immortal Huanglong, it rapidly flew out of the world.
No sooner had they left when a figure slowly emerged from behind the Dragon Pillar.
This was a handsome young Daoist clad in a pale green robe, his long hair simply tied up, his facial features slightly effeminate yet exuding a kind of delicate beauty.
