Half a day later.

At the outskirts of the Immortal Mansion of Longevity.

The previously calm void suddenly rippled, and beams of array light appeared out of thin air. When the dust settled, dozens of figures emerged in place.

Leading them was a gaunt old man in a Daoist robe, his hair streaked with gray. Though his appearance was unremarkable, his eyes shone brightly with an indescribable depth, revealing him to be none other than the living Dan Saint, Zu Chengzhi.