"Although you are called Yuhe, the world knows you as the Biluo Supreme."

"That title is indeed well-deserved."

In front of the white butterfly's phantom, Gu Xiu spoke softly to the paper umbrella, his eyes filled with admiration.

He had already mastered the grand formation and naturally understood Yuhe's plan. Over the past several millennia, she hadn't been idle in Falling Rain Valley; she had been preparing, waiting for that person's return, or rather...