Ji Dong did not die, nor did he turn into ash as the inner earth elites imagined. He was still floating there, quietly hovering, as if nothing had happened. His hands were raised at either side of his body; his right hand had completely turned gold, while his left hand had turned completely black. Slowly, his hands opened, and in the center of his palms, an odd glimmer shone.
The light was not intensely bright, clear enough for one to see a golden sun shining in his right palm, and a black moon shining in his left palm. This sun and moon flickered softly. Behind Ji Dong, two shadows gradually stretched out, enlarging and displaying behind him.
An immensely majestic atmosphere accompanied by the display of a hundred-meter-tall robust figure became more and more substantial; the 15th Layer of the Inner Earth World, with its dense fluctuation of fire elements, was crazily absorbed by these two massive and majestic figures, making their shadows clearer and clearer.
