"Since you've already cast off your identity as Son of Heaven, why have you come back now?"
After a moment of silence, Zhang Buku opened his mouth and asked, his gaze turning to Xu You.
The two of them had fought side by side for tens of millions of years, long since as close as brothers. He would not change their relationship because Xu You's identity was different.
In truth, over the years, he had often guessed at Xu You's identity, and had long since prepared himself mentally.
Xu You said irritably, "Isn't it all because I met you? I originally wanted to drift like idle clouds and wild cranes, but ever since I met you, trouble's been endless."
After hearing that, Zhang Buku smiled and said, "Then you can go back now. I absolutely won't stop you."
"Forget it. With that temperament of yours, without me, you'd have died eight million times over."
"Have I never saved you? Leaving everything else aside, before we joined the Heavenly Army, you fought someone over a Heaven and Earth Supreme Treasure and were already prepared to perish together with them. Wasn't it me who relied on a secret art to bring you out of the encirclement?"
"One thing is one thing."
The two began bickering, and the gloom in Xu You's heart was swept away, his usual carefree state returning.
The two bickered the whole way as they advanced.
Seven-colored rosy light appeared ahead. At the end of that seven-colored glow stood a massive palace, and on the palace eaves crouched a huge Blue Bird, incomparably divine and handsome. Its drifting feathers made the very space look as though it were twisting.
Zhang Buku's gaze fell on the plaque of that palace.
"Nine Heavens Immortal Palace..."
Hearing Zhang Buku mutter to himself,