In the domain of the West Sea, due to the presence of Little Beiming, the weather here remains fiercely cold, with frigid air rushing to the skies.
Out of nowhere, two figures appeared in the empty starry sky.
Hovering over the islands below—Fangzhang and Yingzhou—Li Qingming gazed towards the foggy Little Beiming and released his Primordial Spirit to sense for a long while before frowning and saying, "Master Uncle, it seems Taiyi has acted swiftly! Such a formidable Chaos Demon Trapping Array, with Little Beiming right before us, yet my Primordial Spirit swept through and found nothing. Quite interesting indeed!"
Nuwa's delicate eyebrows knit tightly, and lifting her slender, green onion-like fingers, she pointed at the vast patch of fog and asked, "Are you sure Taiyi's Sun Palace is there?"
Li Qingming nodded and responded, "Master Uncle, if we confront him now, not to mention fighting and defeating him, I fear we won't even be able to enter Little Beiming!"
