Lin Zhao stood up and went down the mountain.

"Ship Lin is leaving now?" Wenhou said.

"Um."

Lin Zhao smiled: "Go home and take a look, and it will probably disappear after that."

Looking at the boy's back, Wenhou's eyes turned red slightly.

...

Late at night, thunder blew in the sky.

Not long after, all the monks in the upper five realms on the snowy Tianchi Lake were in aroused. Everyone looked up at the sky. In the air, countless blue seas hung high in the sky. In the sea, blue shirts filled with spiritual energy protruded. There were crowds of palaces on the mountain, immortals riding cranes, sword immortals driving swords, the sea was vast, green mountains stood, and those hills all pointed directly at the human land.

"Qin Suihan, it's time to pay off his debt!"

A god scolded in the air.

When everyone looked up, the night was already shining like daylight, just like the gods in the upper realm were going to hold the world accountable.
Chapter completed!