In front of Lin Feng was a plaza, surrounded by magnificent pavilions and towers.
At this moment, a female voice echoed in Lin Feng's mind: "Young master, do not panic; you are now seeing the world of your past life."
Lin Feng looked up into the vast sky above, where a magnificent palace once stood; he had never been here before.
Suddenly, two rays of light emerged, flashing with a powerful radiance as if they were chasing and striking each other.
A beam of brilliance surged from the hand of one cultivator, while the other responded with a formidable burst of energy.
The two energies collided, and waves rippled through the sky—a tumultuous spectacle of energy and residual power.
As the two figures fought, they ended up on the plaza where Lin Feng stood.
Lin Feng watched their battle, though it seemed as if they did not notice him at all.
