After confirming Qiu Tu's identity, its black wings gently flapped, and black scales slowly fell, scattering before Qiu Tu.
Qiu Tu looked at those scales, and with just a blink, he noticed the black scales transforming into a seven-colored radiance.
Then, he blinked again and found himself in what appeared to be an ancient, serene courtyard. An elder with white hair and beard, dressed in traditional Han attire and exuding an ethereal, otherworldly demeanor, was quietly fishing there.
The entire atmosphere carried an indescribable, mysterious, even transcendent feeling.
At the moment, only Old Rao, Elder Tang, Huang Shangzong, and a few others in the Sanctuary had reached the Fifth Order as Cataclysmics.
Qiu Tu had met Elder Tang and Huang Shangzong before, meaning the identity of this unfamiliar figure before him was practically self-evident...
"So, I've entered Old Rao's memories?"
"Old Rao is personally explaining this to me?"