In the remote and unfathomable depths of the Three Realms, Deity Mufeng stood tall and poised, having cultivated for a long time to restore his divine power. He looked like an unparalleled, solitary beam of light cutting through the surrounding tranquility. His face was as cold as an ice peak, yet it could not hide the endless sorrow and resolve deep within his eyes.
Where the Reincarnation Pool lay, the clouds and mist were as dense as cotton, acting like a mysterious barrier that enveloped the pool—which held infinite mysteries—and exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
Mufeng's pace was heavy and steady. Every step he took felt as weighty as a thousand jun, pressing against the earth and causing it to tremble slightly. The divine power around him was like nimble threads of light, flashing with an unspeakable sorrow. The robe woven from top-grade celestial silkworm silk fluttered with his movements, as if infected by his emotions.
Chapter 173