Within the diamond-shaped artifact.
A middle-aged man, whose body was surrounded by flowing water and who bore a striking resemblance to the projection of Nan Wubo from the Spirit Realm, was presently standing on an ancient floating stone platform, his brow furrowed as he looked at the light screen before him.
This man was none other than Nan Wubo, who had undergone thousands of years of time's cleansing.
And on the light screen was being projected the scene outside the diamond-shaped artifact, where a diminutive Taoist with golden thunder arcs wrapped around his arm could be seen.
"Elder Nan, this little Taoist has called out your name. Should I accompany you outside? I don't think his actions seem like those of the phantoms."
"Moreover, it's broad daylight now; those things shouldn't be active."
At Nan Wubo's side, a burly man with a beard frowned as he spoke.
From the sound of his voice, it seemed he was the one who had just uttered 'fire.'
