C197 Ancient Immortal's Palm!

Far in the distance, atop the main peak of the Devil Sealing Academy, hundreds of miles away, stood a grand palace nearly sixty feet tall, its entirety bathed in white as if crafted from the finest materials.

Inside the expansive hall of the palace, Xia Yuande, clad in a white robe, knelt reverently on the ground, not daring to rise.

"I implore you, esteemed Palace Master