East Sea, Twin Poles Strait.
The sound of waves passed through the thick fog, faintly reaching the strait.
Song Jia Dan sat cross-legged atop a sheer cliff, resting with his eyes closed.
His lower body was entirely gray stone. His upper body had the old man appearance, his face covered in wrinkles and utterly decrepit.
Suddenly, his eyelids moved a bit. He sensed the token of the Song lineage's Grand Elder, Rank 8 Gu Immortal Song Qi Yuan.
With a thought from Song Jia Dan, the fog churned and revealed an empty passageway.
A moment later, two figures emerged from the passageway.
One man and one woman, both Gu Immortals.
The immortal maiden wore white robes, like a lotus fairy—pure and captivating. Her lively eyes held a trace of playful spirit as they shifted. The male immortal had a middle-aged appearance, mature and steady, walking behind the woman.
"Uncle Jia Dan!" Song Yi Shi called out loudly from some distance away.
Song Jia Dan wanted to reveal a trace of a smile, but ultimately could not. He could no longer make expressions; his facial muscles had completely stiffened and died.
His wisdom dao cultivation was highly unusual. He could rely on heaven's will to calculate events and objects, and his calculations were often exceedingly accurate.
But all things had their pros and cons. The drawback was that Song Jia Dan had lost his freedom from then on. His lower body had petrified and integrated with Twin Poles Strait. Once his lifespan was exhausted, his entire body would Turn Into a stone, never to show life again.
In the end, Song Jia Dan could only speak in a low and slow voice without expression, "Xiao Shi, cousin Xia Qi, long time no see."
The ones who had come to Twin Poles