In the middle of the guest palace was a spacious short stage. When Zhuge Tianhua stood on it, Ye Mo immediately knew that this was a spatial restriction. Although it only seemed to be a dozen or so square feet, in reality, it could probably be as much as thousands of square feet.
After Zhuge Tianhua reached primordial essence, his dao waves flowed freely. He was already incomparably handsome and his standing on the round platform only attracted the attention of everyone present. The guests there were all secretly admiring Zhuge Tianhua's elegance.
Dongfang Wang stood up and cupped his fist to the surroundings, then cupped his fist to Tantai Yi, before slowly walking towards the round stage in the middle of the guest hall.
