Fifty days later, in the void fissure, a stable world river.
Long Ruo's eyes were half closed. He seemed like he was distracted whilst thinking about something, solemn and serious.
Ling Weizi sat by his side with a similar expression, as though they were waiting for something.
At the right of the two of them there was another person. He was forty years old, and his name was Gengwei. Long Ruo needed to call him senior master. At this moment he was sitting cross-legged and cultivating his internal energy.
The three of them had waited here for twelve hours but they didn't show any impatience at all.
As time went on, who knew how long they would have to wait. Ling Weizi exclaimed before he opened his eyes, only to see a message talisman appear in front of him.
He didn't use his hands to touch, and only sent his spiritual sense over. A smile appeared on his face.