Beimu Immortal Realm, vast and boundless lands.
Yet most regions are cursed with bitter cold and shifting yellow sands, leaving resources scarce.
At this moment, within the grand hall of Beimu Imperial City, an elderly man clad in white ceaselessly cast one technique after another, directing them toward the transparent crystal at the center of the hall.
The crystal's radiance flickered in response.
This man was none other than Beimu's second Nascent Soul powerhouse—Celestial Secret Daoist.
Although Celestial Secret Daoist's cultivation was somewhat inferior to Celestial Concealment Divine Master, his Celestial Eye secret technique had time and again reversed Beimu Immortal Race's fate.
In the eyes of the Beimu Immortal Race, Celestial Secret Daoist's standing was every bit as high as Celestial Concealment Divine Master's.
Not far away, Celestial Concealment fidgeted anxiously, brows knit; he was desperate to find that beast's whereabouts.
