Mystic Clan of the P

A violent tremor abruptly jolted Lu Jiangxian awake.,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.。