Chapter 497: Crimson Cloud Purple Fruit

The golden light formed by the golden bowl had no effect whatsoever, and both the short cultivator and he were enveloped within it.The ghost banner stood firmly on the ground, layers of ghostly mist...there was a vast sea of clouds.The mountains, towering into the clouds, seemed to rise from the sea of mist like solitary islands in the sky. Surrounding these islands were swirling clouds, and upon t...