Deep sea.
It was cold and dark.
Zongkui yueji stood with his hands behind his back, listening to the endless prayers.
As he pondered, the immortal ascendance that ning Wuye's disciple had established had officially declared war on the Imperial court in the dream world. He wasn't clear about the reason for the war. But ning Wuye's style of doing things was absolutely without a problem.
Thus, final sunflower had already ordered his disciples to fully cooperate with the immortal ascendance assembly.
As he was thinking to himself, he finished one prayer and noticed the next one.
This was a Mountain Villa with blooming flowers and trees, like clouds and Sunglow. The courtyard that entered his eyes was filled with blood and flesh.