Shun was Zhang Chen's son, so naturally Zhang Chen had to make plans for him. If Shun could refine the power of the Primordial Wind Spirit, he could replace it and obtain the power of immortality, eternal and indestructible. He would naturally break free from the shackles of lifespan and roam unrestrained between heaven and earth from then on. Even if he could not break free of those shackles, he would still have eighteen thousand years of life left—more than enough time for him to maneuver.
If Zhang Chen settled Queen Mother of the West by then, there would naturally be nothing more to say; he could plan a future for Shun. If he failed to settle Queen Mother of the West, then he would be dead and gone anyway. Who could care about floodwaters and crashing waves after death? The affairs of the dead were beyond his control.
"Father!" Shun looked at Zhang Chen, and his eyes immediately reddened. He was no fool and naturally understood what Zhang Chen meant. "Your son wishes to stay and face the coming tribulation with you."
"With your three-legged cat skills, you think you can meddle in something this serious?" Zhang Chen patted Shun's shoulder, his voice full of teasing. Then he turned and left. "In three days, just let an ore rock smash you to death!"
Having said that, he gave Shun no chance to argue. Zhang Chen's figure had already vanished into the distance, leaving Shun standing there with tears blurring his vision.
Three days later, when Zhang Chen activated the Five Elements Authority, a huge boulder suddenly fell. Shun, who had been gathering herbs in the mountains, was directly crushed to death by the boulder falling from the sky. This was originally nothing more than a trivial incident in Kunlun