Chapters Eighty-Fifth to Eighty-Eighth: Heavenly Earth Profo

vine sense also fell on the other person, and immediately his heart skipped a beat.This is a continuation of the previous text.There is no cultivation level!The young cultivator in blue robes before h...e void, that echoed accurately into every cultivator's ear.The golden seed cracks.With tender green shoots growing out.The moment the tender shoots emerge, endless Dao rhyme manifests. Seemingly just...