C545 Purification of Bloodline

Time seemed to stand still as the three of them remained in a tense standoff. Near the boundary, a white light shone, and a blurry figure gradually emerged from the glow.

Clad in a golden white robe, radiating an aura of righteousness, the figure was strikingly familiar.

Zhao Xiaoqi squinted and recognized him—it was Di Tianyun.

As he pondered, Di Tianyun approached with measured steps