The majesty of the immortal Emperor

Sensing the two auras outside the door leaving, PEI Ling, who was in the room, frowned slightly.

Creating something out of nothing ...

If he had known about this law earlier ...

However, the price of this rule ...

Thinking of this, PEI Ling suddenly shook his head and immediately put this matter aside. He then closed his eyes and shared the perspective of his incarnation with the true immortal's will.

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At the Wushi villa.

Above the pure white Palace, a long flight of stairs suddenly appeared in the empty void.

This flight of stairs was like a rainbow, shining with seven colors, like a dream.

On both sides was a vast mist that surged like a tide, surrounding this extremely eye-catching long step.

The long steps were winding, rising up step by step, as if reaching the clouds.

Even with the eyesight of high-level cultivators, they could only see the peak in the distance, the huge throne that was almost hidden in the clouds and wind.