C479 Recycling the Soul Returning Grass!!

Above the void, the pitch-black Devouring Great Dao shimmered with a brilliant light, akin to the night sky itself—devoid of any other luminescence, it was an expanse of pure black.

Yang Chen sat cross-legged upon the earth, and abruptly, his eyes snapped open. A streak of black light flashed within his gaze, reminiscent of a meteor slicing through the darkness. But then