After transporting the two energies of life and death and circulating them in the body for 108 cycles, Xuanwu exhaled slowly and opened his eyes energetically.
He had been wondering these days: the Immortal Lord had said he would come to the Immortal Pavilion, so why hadn't he come yet?
He had just heard the rumors about Piaomiao Immortal Palace from his fellow disciples this morning, and almost immediately associated it with Daitian Palace. From this, Xuanwu guessed that the Immortal Lord must have something urgent to do.
Just as he thought of this, Han Mingyuan felt the mask hidden in his body getting hot, and then he "heard" a familiar majestic voice: "I don't have time to go there for the time being, wait for my next notification."
Han Mingyuan quickly put his hand on the mask and nodded.
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