old, replaced by an indescribable emotion. 。Dullness, longing, melancholy, all sorts of emotions seem to be 。If one were to describe him in his usual state, he would be a man of white clad and azure...There was no need for them to urge the power of heaven and earth to flow downwards. The terrifying devouring force that appeared below was like an abyss, violently absorbing everything on its own. 。At this time, Tang Wulin had no idea what was happening because his body had temporarily lost control. 。 He couldn't get in touch with the Iris, he only felt that his forehead seemed to have opened a hole, a bottomless abyss, this abyss frantically devoured all the surrounding energy, and the direction of these energy injections was all that he felt. The natural seedhe was mostly delighted. He increasingly felt that his decision to lower himself and do whatever it took to take Tang Wulin as a disciple was the most correct choice ever made. 。A ring of pitch-black...