As the absorption of spiritual energy increased, a spark of life began to emerge.
Wei Yuan had just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly his heart tightened, his expression instantly darkened, and he disappeared from the courtyard.
Above the clouds, a figure rose from the South Sea, stepping on light as he came. His features were clear and untouched by dust, his white robes as snow, his hair tie flowing, and smoke arose at his steps. As he glanced around, the glow reflected off his shoulders, his sleeves brushed the mist, and he headed towards a place.
In the blink of an eye, he stood above the courtyard, looking down, smiling to himself: "After years of waiting, a great opportunity has finally come! Such an innate Dao fetus suits my identity. Well, this life I'll let you have the advantage."
His figure descended, about to enter Bao Yun's womb. Yet in an instant, the scenery changed before his eyes, a terrifying Immortal Luck crossed above the courtyard, blocking his path!
