Boom--!
In the chaotic void, a thunderstorm that could tear apart the world exploded.
Leader Tongtian opened his eyes suddenly, and the sword energy around him surged like a wild dragon, shattering the cloud platform beneath him.
"This is... Biyou Palace?"
He looked down at his trembling hands. The tribulation ashes wrapped around his palms had not yet dissipated, and the pitiful cries of the Jie Jiao disciples when the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was shattered still echoed in his ears.
The Pangu flag of Yuanshi Tianzun, the Taichi diagram of Laozi, the twelve-grade golden lotus that guides the Taoist... The images of these treasures crushing the luck of the Jiejiao actually flowed into the consciousness like a tide!
"No! I self-destructed my holy body and died together with Hongjun. Why did I return to the time before the Conferred God Tribulation?!"
