Outside Mount Sumeru, the Array set up by Li Qingming started to tremble intensely. Xiong Da, who had been lying down nearby, shook his massive head, his eyes bursting forth with dazzling golden light.
"Crack!"
Dressed in a dark blue robe, Li Qingming stepped out from inside the Array.
Looking at the vast and towering Mount Sumeru, whose peaks pierced the clouds and where the Great Leiyin Temple was shrouded in flowing mists.
Li Qingming slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said,
"Whew, I've finally returned!" Li Qingming shook his hands and muttered, "I wonder how much time has passed!"
"Roar!"
Xiong Da, upon seeing Li Qingming, was overjoyed and, fluttering his small wings, hurriedly flew over to rub his head against Li Qingming's legs.
"Mount Sumeru!" Li Qingming patted Xiong Da's fluffy head, chuckled coldly, and said, "I have sealed the Middle Ancient World in your West, hoping that billions of years later, it won't disappoint me! Hehe!"