He gazed at Nether Spring, the corners of his lips slowly curling into a faint smile.
In that smile, there was no smugness, no arrogance.
Only a faint, matter-of-fact certainty.
"Nether Spring."
He called out, his voice soft.
Nether Spring's heart tensed, and he quickly bowed his head. "My Lord."
Qi Yun didn't speak immediately.
He simply raised his right hand slowly.
His five fingers unfurled.
Palm facing up.
It was a gesture that couldn't be simpler.
But the instant he raised his hand—
Deep within his Purple Mansion, the Daluo Heaven—which suppressed the Ten Thousand Laws and evolved the heavens—erupted!
This light was not the light of deduction from before, nor was it the light of evolution.
It was a kind...
...of unprecedented brilliance that had never been seen before!
