The cool night, a gentle breeze blowing, the two rays of light that suddenly appeared stirred no small commotion across the entire Cultivation World. The Carefree Dao Monarch stood with his hands behind his back atop Bai Mountain, a Three-foot Cold Sword circling around his body. Though he was old, that sliver of heroic aura between his brows that no one could look straight at was still not to be underestimated. At this moment, his expression was grave as he looked up, fixing his gaze on the light shooting into the distant skies.
"What should come will come in the end. This is fate."
The Carefree Dao Monarch drew in a sharp breath and spoke in a deep voice.
At this time, Celestial Crane True Person, who had been following beside the Carefree Dao Monarch for the past three years, walked over and said, "Dao Monarch, a heaven-born anomaly… I wonder what has caused it?"
