Mystic Clan of the P

At that moment, a brilliant white light pierced through the dense darkness before them. Although the darkness surged like a tide, the beam of light stood firm, unwavering like the sun through the ages.,Lu Jiangxian silently watched the sun on the river surface. The water waves surged and flowed, causing the light patterns under the water to twist constantly.,Lu Jiangxian was overjoyed. As he carefully felt it, there was indeed a faint stream of air circulating inside his body, moving in a circular motion around the perimeter of his body.。