Metaphysics is real in the world of cultivation and has a basis to follow.

Fang Xuan had a smile on his face, as if he had fulfilled his favor, and was very satisfied.

Rumble...

As they walked, there was a majestic sound in the sky.

People in this area all looked up and looked at the sky. There was a red warship there, like a scorching sun, emitting a blazing light.

The warship is a thousand feet tall, with its energy soaring into the sky, ferrying among the clouds, and its sounds rolling and stirring the white clouds, which is the manifestation of the myth of the mortal world.

Faced with such a shocking scene, the people in the imperial capital were calm, both mortals and practitioners.

Only some children pointed at the sky and jumped to shout.

"That's... the ship of the holy land."

"This is the latest one. There have been many mythological families and people from the ancient sects have arrived some time ago."

The discussion sounded.

Tu Sinan also looked at it, "It was them, and he thought that no one would come from this holy Taoist system."...

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Chapter completed!