On another side, in a valley, Zhou Yan stood with his hands behind his back before a cliff.
His expression was cold, his figure as solitary as a crane, profound and unyielding.
Moments later, he extended his hand and a drop of blood transformed into a Sword Illusion Realm, reproducing the scene beside the Yellow Springs.
"Father King, this is the scene from before. These people, they have such great secrets."
Suddenly, a pink glow flew out from between Zhou Yan's brows, which after transforming, materialized into a little girl dressed in pink lotus leaf Spirit Armor.
The little girl appeared to be only three or four years old, tender and plump, extremely adorable.
Especially her pink skirt, which looked just like the pink lotus, very beautiful.
The girl had long, jet-black hair like cascading silk, shiny and sleek. Her plump, rosy cheeks and big, watery eyes made her both cute and beautiful.