"Is....this what it feels like to restore the inner order of Dao?"
Zhang Jing's heart fluttered with excitement.
His consciousness turned to Mud Pill Palace.
He saw the Primordial Dao Foundation shaking, with a subtle ripple of harmony that was portrayed.
Seeing this scene,
A light smile emerged deep in his eyes.
Turning his head,
Lu Thirty-Eight had already fainted.
However, the same aura that was undeniably unique to himself was emanating from this man's body.
"Junior Brother, come out quickly if you're done. I need to take you to meet our master." The playful voice of Senior Brother Feng Wuyu suddenly echoed in his ears.
"I'm coming, Senior Brother,"
Zhang Jing immediately responded.
After a while.
A bronze divine light soared upwards, disappearing in an instant.
The ones disappearing along with it were Zhang Jing and Lu Thirty-Eight from the Metamorphosis Fairy Pool.
...
At the original spot.
Looking at the now empty Metamorphosis Fairy Pool,