Sky Abyss

"Commander's Token!"

After a long while, Fang Qingyun's entire body trembled, and he blurted out with a quivering voice.

Approximately a hundred thousand years ago, the Holy Lord of the Qing Sect of that era, for the sake of future generations, forcibly severed all traces of cause and effect. The token symbolizing authority was buried in a corner of the homeland, sealed away.

In the future, if a highly talented descendant appeared, the seal would naturally lift, indicating a chance for the Qing Sect's revival.

Chen Qingyuan hovered above the ancient hall, draped in a layer of white light like a celestial robe, sacred as an immortal. Around him floated dozens to hundreds of Dao Marks from the Qing Sect's origin, sending out gentle Dao sounds that spread for millions of miles.

"Crack—Boom!"

At this moment, the barrier surrounding the ancient hall shattered due to the white light.

Subsequently, the ground began to collapse, revealing a massive abyss with a diameter of ten thousand miles.

Before long, numerous buried halls emerged from the abyss, appearing in the world.

There were over thirty halls, most of them in ruins, with very few preserved intact.

Was it the erosion of time?

No.

The root cause was the plundering of the major forces in the Imperial Province, forcing the Holy Lord of the Qing Sect at that time to resort to this desperate measure, retreating to the Northern Wilderness. Before leaving, the remaining inheritance sites were buried, using life to protect the sect's origin.

After relocating to the Northern Wilderness and preparing everything, that Holy Lord exhausted his vitality and life force, passing away.