Having experienced the great battle with the Devil Sect, the mountains around the Spiritual Mountains were badly damaged, with countless shattered peaks. Fortunately, there was a formation protecting the Spiritual Mountains, so the internal damage was not severe. The entrance at the outermost periphery, however, had been bombarded, becoming broken and pitted.
Several rays of light streaked across the sky above the Spiritual Mountains, opening the formation and attracting the attention of many people.
Above the Secular Immortal Peak.
"Finally here."
Jiang Xuan, dressed in a white dress, was sitting on a chair. She felt a familiar breath passing overhead, her originally guilty face revealed a sense of reason, and an unexpected look. Speaking softly to Zhao Ping'an, who was weeding and plucking out weeds in front of her, she said:
"Ping'an, your dad has come."
"Dad..."