The purple spiritual light surrounding Chen Ping slowly receded like a tide, each fading light carrying an indescribable rhythm, as if the laws of heaven and earth were rewoven within him.
The golden runes of the Da Luo Golden Classic gradually faded from the surface of his skin, but instead of disappearing, they merged deep into his flesh, merging with his meridians, bones, and internal organs.
That golden color was no longer an external radiance, but had become part of the very essence of life—pale golden patterns appeared on the surface of his bones, like the inscriptions of ancient deities.
His cultivation was firmly at the sixth rank of the True Immortal Realm.
This is no ordinary sixth-grade True Immortal Realm.
He clenched his fist slightly, and a low crackling sound came from his knuckles. The sound was not loud, but it made the air in the entire side hall tremble.
The spiritual energy in the hall seemed to be drawn in by some kind, forming a visible vortex centered on him.
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