Realm of Yuanzu

Inky sky. The seven figures are like the projection of the eternal stars, suspended majestically on the top of the sky. The aura around them was as vast as an abyss and as majestic as the sea. Just their existence itself made the surrounding space slightly distorted, and the light dimmed and sank. One of the figures was surrounded by a vague blue water vapor. The aura was deep and cold, as if it came from the Nine Netherlands. He was the first to break the silence, his voice carrying a strange reverberation, like a cold spring flowing through ten thousand years of ice in a deep stream: "Xuanshang, your Yin Yang Daozhou... Have you made thorough preparations for this time?" The figure in question tilted his head when he heard the sound. He was seen wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe with flowing black and white colors. The sleeves of the robe moved automatically without wind, making a hunting sound. The whole body is surrounded by extremely pure yin and yang qi, sometimes turning into swimming fish chasing each other, sometimes condensing into Tai Chi wheel, endless life and death. There seemed to be the sun and moon rising and falling in his eyes, and the light between opening and closing was breathtaking. Facing the inquiry, the corner of his mouth raised a slight but proud arc, and his voice was as clear as gold and stone, clearly penetrating the howling wind: "Hmph, my Daozhou's affairs have their own laws. Taiyou, when will I have to trouble you, Xiushui Daozhou... To be so 'concerned'?" The person who asked the question just now was none other than the supreme being of Ruoshui Daozhou - Lord Taiyou Mingyue Xuanling. And this person responded proudly, with the Yin-Yang Dao charm all over his body, and he was the ancestor of the Dao Sect of Yin-Yang Daozhou—Xuanshang Taihui Liangyi Zhenjun.