Yu Mingyang nodded and said: "That's what the elders taught."

He thought for a while, and when he was about to say something else, he glanced inadvertently, paused in one direction, and then opened his mouth wide.

The old man seemed to be aware of it, turned his head suddenly and opened his eyes wide.

Zhang Yu was talking with Xiang Chun, Dou Chang and others in the Xuanfu Affairs Hall at this time, discussing the establishment of a branch office. Suddenly, a young Xuanxiu rushed in from outside, pointed in one direction excitedly, and said: "Xuanshou

,Outside, outside..."

Zhang Yu, Xiang Chun and others looked at it and realized something. They immediately walked out of the affairs hall and went to the observation deck outside. Then they looked up and saw a huge cloud of light above the sky at the far end.

Appearing there, the light from the beacon tower was drifting towards there one after another as if it was being pulled, seemingly echoing each other from afar.

This kind of vision also alarmed everyone in the Protectorate.

All the residents in Ruiguang City put down what they were doing and came to the open space outside, staring blankly at the sky.

On the wasteland, Tao Dingfu stood with a sword on his back, his robe sleeves fluttering, looking at this wonderful scene from a distance.

On a cliff in the Beihai Hills, Ying Zhuan stood here, the black fire on his body dancing, staring at the light that seemed so close at hand.

The cloud light continued to expand outwards, and at the end, it suddenly expanded and transformed into a huge vortex of clouds that almost filled half of the sky.

An extremely bright light flashed, first a long spindle-shaped black shadow broke out from the inside, and then densely packed, thousands of silver flying boats engraved with mysterious cicada wing patterns appeared behind the cloud light!

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Chapter completed!