On this day, the sky is clear, sunny and cloudless.

In a courtyard of Yuhuangzong, Song Yan's face showed a tinge of impatience. He had been in Yuhuangzong for half a month, but Zhang Taichu was still unable to close.

He decided to wait another two days. If the other side was still closed, he would leave and exchange skills with another clan.

But at that moment, he felt a strong breath emanating from somewhere in the Jade Emperor's Zong. It was huge and magnificent. It had a brilliant and powerful flavor, which surpassed the phases of Dharma. Moreover, the breath was still rising and seemed to break through some...