tivators engaged in combat, they charged like a pack of tigers descending a mountain, leaving the Wan Mo Ling cultivators bewildered and questioning if these opponents had consumed some kind of elixir...After a moment of contemplation, the Lionhearted stood up slowly. His tall figure almost touched the upper deck of the Star Vessel, forcing him to bend slightly as he hummed, "Yuan Cheng, Daoist friend, thank you for your escort along the way. We'll stop here."e suns faded, the brilliantThe light converged, and a blurry figure gradually appeared before the crowd.Within human vision, looking at its height, looking at its figure, itWho is Lù YèHe stood there...