At the same time, in the cave abode.
An old man who was originally sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.
His skin was rosy, his hair was white, and his face was youthful. He had a sage-like appearance and actually had the appearance of a normal person that was rare in the Grand Plague Heaven.
"Is this the legendary Eighth Realm of the Immortal World, or is it a foreign race that has formed their Dao?" the old man muttered. "When did such a supreme existence appear in this galaxy?
"Dangerous, it's too dangerous. I thought that I could just hide in this Grand Plague Heaven and not step into the mortal world. I didn't expect such a big shot to pass by. I have to change places."
"Should I go to the starry skies of the myriad worlds to take a look? I wonder if the Plague Imperial Palace is still around…"
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