"Thank you for suppressing the strength of the iron chains, otherwise I could only obediently stay here... Hahaha, farewell, we shall meet again if destiny wills it!"
A thought flashed through the Essence Pill, and in the next moment, accompanied by the clanging sound of the chains, it burst out of the room in an instant, disappearing on the spot, as if it had escaped into the Phantasm Space, leaving no trace.
The face turned pale, and Blue Cloud Venerable spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood. The next moment, the River of Destiny in front of him seemed to be swept by a hurricane, churning incessantly with terrifying waves.
"Is the river... agitated?"
Knowing that if he didn't suppress it quickly, at best the fragments of the heavens would collapse and his cultivation would be completely wasted, and at worst he would die on the spot, Blue Cloud Venerable dared not to move and immediately sat down cross-legged.
