Zhao Xuan walked between mountains and rivers. Various mystic forces converged from all directions, merging into his body. With every gesture and movement, surging power rippled through him, as if he could shatter mountains, overturn seas, pluck stars, and capture the moon.
Suddenly, an indistinguishable middle-aged man appeared beside him, his tone warm and amiable: "Do you want this kind of power?"
Zhao Xuan opened his mouth slightly, the word "yes" almost slipping past his lips.
Chapter 131