"Oh, Heavenly Lord, the Master of the Star Hall is the best at fortune-telling. He once told me that his chance lies in the great calamity. Perhaps he died because of this."

Wanjuan Xianzun said with emotion.

Another Taoist friend has passed away, and he has been a common sight for many years.

"However, the death of the Lord of the Stars Palace this time seems to be because this catastrophe is unusual."

The old star said in a low voice.

"How unusual?"

"It is said that great sages with vitality were born. If it only stopped there, it would be nothing. But these great sages were driven by the great catastrophe and transformed step by step. They have advanced to an incredible level. They have even reached the point of seeking the Tao.

At the human level." The old star was well-informed and explained.

"Perhaps, the Dao Yuan embryo you need will appear."

"Is it the Dao Yuan embryo that has been condensed enough?"

The silver sun body of Wanjuan Xianzun, which is far larger than the average seeker, has a slight ripple on its surface.

"Is the Immortal Lord moved?"

"Perhaps," Wanjuan Xianzun said lightly, "I have seen too many traces of the origin of Dao Ancestor. If it is possible to condense the embryo of Dao Yuan, we can still have a look."

"This calamity has come, how should we deal with it?"

The old star continued to ask.

"The star field is not enough to resist?"

"not enough."

"Then let each of you leave it to fate."

Wanjuan Xianzun didn't take it seriously. Every time there was a catastrophe, everyone would show their magical powers. Whoever could survive the catastrophe would be free for millions of years.

At this moment, a ray of light flew from the distance.

The light was white gold, with a faint crystal clear feeling like glass crystal.

The light flew in front of the silver sun and stopped hundreds of thousands of miles away from the sun. A handsome young Taoist wearing a golden crown appeared from it.

This young Taoist is very different from other monks. His temperament, face, and expression are like extremely cold ice, without a trace of warmth.

Even among some monks who practice ruthless demon skills, no one is as cold and lifeless as him.

"Long time no see, Wanjuan Immortal Lord!"

The Taoist stared at the silver sun with a smile on his face.

Unlike others, his smile was equally cold, and seemed a little stiff and unnatural. Rather than saying it was a smile, it was more like simply pulling the corners of his mouth and showing the curvature of his muscles.
Chapter completed!