Under the celestial phenomena of the sun and moon, a Taoist walked out, his Divine Light shining brilliantly.
The Taoist was bathed in golden light all over, his left eye was golden, seeing through all illusions and truths, while his right eye was blue, seeing through the flow of Essence, Qi, on both micro and macro levels.
Behind him, the sun and moon hung, the sun fervent, the moon gentle.
In this area, even the invisible and intangible body of the wind was slightly obstructed, unable to exert its greatest power.
"So it was you? Good!! This god will kill you once more!!"
A human face condensed in the sky, shouting viciously.
Whoosh!
Countless azure winds, seemingly substantive, blew down from all directions.
Wherever they passed, everything turned to dust.
Song Lin was unfazed, instead closing his eyes, sensing the changes happening within himself.
Inside his dantian was a Golden Core.
The Golden Core was golden, exuding both Pure Yang and Pure Yin energy.
