"Young friend, are you absolutely sure you didn't see wrong?!" King Dayan asked anxiously.
"Yes."
Lin Ji nodded.
"It really is so. On top of the second stone tablet’s long stairway stands a vague human silhouette. I don’t know who it could be. Thinking back just now, it actually matches quite well with what you said about Yujing."
"Vague human silhouette..."
King Dayan pondered quietly for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "The Divine Ruin is a wondrous realm where the great Dao has no fixed form! Come, come, come, follow me into the hall and let’s take a look. Perhaps this great realm can be broken!" Saying that, he tapped his cane loudly, walking briskly forward.
After taking more than ten steps, his appearance began to change once again.
Now King Dayan’s skin was as pale as jade, his black hair flowing lightly, looking every bit the elegant young man!
Even more strange was that the dense dark spirit energy that used to swirl thickly around his body had vanished completely.
Instead, spiritual radiance shone forth, thriving with vitality!