Just as the life mark of the Black Soul completely dissipates between heaven and earth—
Buzz!!!
An invisible, yet ultimately majestic fate, seems to have broken free from some kind of constraint, suddenly returning to this world.
At this moment, all the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the Guardian Earth Realm feel a stir within their hearts, as if the path of the great Dao has loosened slightly.
Xu Ping, who has always been hidden like a rock in the shadows, clearly feels the Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure in his Dantian tremble joyously at the moment of fate's return, and it starts greedily absorbing and devouring the pure fate that permeates the heavens and the earth.
The time has come!
A gleam flashes in Xu Ping's eyes, his figure like a phantom, disappearing instantly from his original place.
The next moment, he appears in the silent room where the young man next door is in seclusion.
