Lu Zhengya replied: "It will be here soon."

Jinli is a little expectant: "I'm finally going back to the heaven..."

The change happened at this time.

The surrounding space vibrated violently, and the stable passage around it began to fall into black fragments. Anything involved in it turned into dust in front of the terrifying power.

Jin Li: "..."

This is not a good thing.

She quickly turned her head to look at Lu Zhengya: "What's the situation?"

Lu Zhengya hesitated for a while, a little uncertain: "It seems to be, what's wrong with the ascent passage?"

Jin Li: "...like? What's wrong with that?"

Lu Zhengya: "..." He said in silence that he didn't know.

Jin Li asked dumbfounded: "You haven't inherited your blood from your birth and studied it for thousands of years?"

Lu Zhengya coughed and added the second half of the sentence: "Although it has been studied for thousands of years, this is the first practice."

Jin Li: "..."

Lu Zhengya was still wondering: "No, I shouldn't make any mistakes."

Jin Li: "..."

Before she could say anything, the passage next to her suddenly collapsed, and a huge pulling force pulled her in, forcibly.

Lu Zhengya grabbed her.

Jin Li Yuguang saw that Lu Zhengya seemed to have seen something, but when he was flustered, there was a hint of weirdness and clarity.

"Don't be afraid." Jin Li saw him make a mouth shape to herself.

In the next instant, she was black.

——

Tianyuwangdu, offering sacrifices to the rooftops.

A middle-aged man with a long robe and wide sleeves, a crown of dreadlocks, and the bones of an immortal wind was kneeling on a high platform, muttering an obscure incantation in his mouth, as if performing some solemn ceremony.

In the audience, Wu Yaping stood full of people.

Under one of the canopies, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was looking at the man on the high platform with indifference.

"Your Majesty." The attendant beside him bent down, seeming to be very uneasy. "You said, Master, can you really call immortals to the world?"

It turned out that this 17- or 18-year-old dressed in luxurious clothes turned out to be the young emperor of the Imperial Dynasty.

He heard the words of the attendant at the moment, his eyes were indifferent, but his tone was indifferent, and he smiled: "Guo Shi is a person outside the world and has great skills. Of course I believe him."

He glanced over a group of ministers who were pious or silent, and looked at each other with a military commander equipped with a sword. The two nodded without a trace.

"No matter what the national teacher summons tomorrow, you will give me the name of an assassin and kill it on the spot!" Where is the harmless appearance of the young emperor in private?

At this moment, he looked at the clear sky without a trace, and he was also vaguely curious about what kind of fame this national teacher who always liked to pretend to be a ghost can make.

Changes are born at this moment.

A huge black vortex suddenly appeared in the clear sky, black clouds surrounded the vortex, and purple thunder and lightning shuttled through it.

The look of the young emperor finally changed.

He stood up suddenly, walked out from under the canopy, staring at the sky in surprise.

Is this, this obvious vision of the sky descending from the sky really a battle made by the national teacher?

Is he really capable of such a deceitful thing?

So, can there be immortals coming to the world?

He looked at a loss for a rare moment, and then became firm again: No matter what it is waiting for, it can be summoned by the national teacher, presumably it is not a good thing.