The Profound Spirit Realm, the Celestial Court.
Lü Yang sat upright in the Quiet Chamber. With a stir of his spiritual perception, he split off a small portion of it to carry his mana, which descended into another grand hall of the Celestial Court and manifested as a phantom clone.
"Fellow Daoist Zhangjie?"
The Supreme Venerable of the Profound Spirit Realm immediately woke up with a start from his meditation and looked over in confusion.
Seeing this, Lü Yang could only sigh inwardly, "Outer Dao is just Outer Dao. Their connection to Heaven and Earth is too weak. To think he didn't even notice such a massive event in the Pure Land."
