Time passed and five million years passed.

Qinglian Xiandao, Qinglian Peak, a secret room.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a blue jade bed, his eyes were slightly closed, and his body was shrouded in a blue glow.

After a while, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes, his breath restrained.

He looked inside the law space, and the ten trees of law disappeared, replaced by eighteen blue beads, each blue bead was covered with mysterious dao patterns on the surface, it was natural and

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