As Wang Lin walked through the palace while surrounded by thousands, a sigh from his teacher, Xuan Luo, echoed. Just a few breaths before this, in a mountain far away from the Ancient Dao imperial city, something else was happening.

The inside of the mountain was completely hollow, but from the outside, not even Grand Empyreans would notice it. Inside was a great formation, one so extremely complex that it would make one’s vision blurry from just looking at it.

The formation released white light and flashed nonstop. It gave off a strange feeling, and at the center sat a blurry figure covered in seven-colored light. The figure was forming seals and placing them on the formation.

Just as the seven-colored seals landed, an illusion appeared inside the formation. This illusion was a miniature version of the Ancient Dao imperial palace.

There were black and white dots scattered across the miniature palace. There were tens of thousands of black dots, but compared…

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