Fifth Tribulation

In the north-eastern region of the Tai Chu Continent.

In the desolate and fractured Purple Star ruins.

In the center of this land, winds howled and clouds surged.

Cyril had changed into a suit of golden-white armor. His sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his divine might emanated into the surroundings. Meanwhile, the black and white spear in his hand slowly pierced into the sky.

His sanguine red and profound eyes shuddered slightly, and a slight smile involuntarily spread across his face. "The Four Nine Immortal Sect is fairly quick. They've already rectified the instability of the Heavenly Dao. What a bunch of extraordinary people."

Chen Chen nodded slightly and said, "They're a bunch of trustworthy friends."

The instability of the Heavenly Dao was a huge problem for the Heaven Crushing Sect. However, the Four Nine Immortal Sect had flawlessly resolved this problem, and this was a clear sign of their formidable power.