The dot was falling faster and faster, growing larger and larger, until finally...,The chief cultivator's face was thin and pale. The dark robe on his body had frost patterns embroidered on the hems.,But Gongyang Bai had only just begun to speak when he abruptly fell silent. He didn't even have time to finish his words before, in the next instant, he picked up Zu Guanglie's head, turned around, and flew away.。