The lead-gray clouds suddenly tore apart, and a milky white pillar of light descended like a spear cast by a Heavenly God, smashing onto the top of the Yin Mountain Holy Tree.
The Holy Tree trembled, the light of the column was intense, and faintly a tall figure could be seen slowly emerging from it. Just as the combat boots stepped onto the Holy Tree, the entire light column suddenly converged, revealing Chen Yuan clad in torn silver armor!
His silver armor was covered with cracks, except for the taotie pattern on the chest plate, which remained intact. But when he lifted his eyes to look down, those eyes beneath his disheveled hair shone brilliantly, like a Divine Sword of unparalleled sharpness!
"Chen Yuan!"
Below, when Helian Mountain saw who it was, his eyes, radiating a green Divine Light, suddenly narrowed.
"You're still alive?"
He stood up, hands behind his back, soaring aloft, with an unexpected tone.
