Several days after the pavilion master conference.

The wind district.

Zhou Yuan’s Spirit was seated behind the azure wind stratum. A black brush was flying in front of him in a very natural manner, ultimately drawing a mystical Genesis Rune.

Zhou Yuan’s Spirit power surged out, condensing into a warm stream of energy that flowed into the center of the Genesis Rune.

Bzz!

Scarlet-red light blossomed from the Genesis Rune.

Zhou Yuan retrieved a small ...