At this time, Lin Tianming's inner peace gradually returned, and a reassuring smile finally appeared on his face.
Subsequently, Lin Tianming and the two others exchanged a few casual remarks.
Afterwards, the three of them returned to their respective secret chambers in their cave mansions.
Half a month later, in the Starfire Mountain Range, at the Yuan Chen Sect's Old Mountain Gate.
In a certain grand hall, several cultivators had already gathered.
Among them, Liang Shaoguang was seated on a stone chair, chatting casually with several cultivators.
At this moment, as two figures appeared at the entrance, Liang Shaoguang immediately turned his gaze.
Simultaneously, Liang Shaoguang hurriedly stood up and walked towards the two figures at the entrance.
From afar, Liang Shaoguang's voice could be heard.
"Lin, Fairy Qin, it has been a long time since we last met, fellow Daoists."
"Come and sit..."
