A billowing wide black robe crosses the void, spanning a thousand miles.
Three towering dharma forms almost pierce through heaven and earth, inducing awe, hanging above the head of this black-robed True Master.
One breath transforms into The Three Pure Ones!
Besides that.
There are seven streams of flowing light, swirling around the sleeves of the True Master.
These seven streams of flowing light symbolize the Seven Halls Qi Fortune... However, among these Seven Halls Qi Fortune, it seems one has already completely dimmed.
"Chong Kan?"
Yan Xin's expression darkened, a hidden anger in his voice.
At this moment, how could he not understand what had transpired?
This Moon Hidden Realm invitation was indeed a trap.
Yet the Holy Empress's true hunting target was not himself... but to suppress the Martial Arts Destiny of the Qin Ancestor!
