Within a resplendent seven-colored palace, two Dao Integration Cultivators walked slowly.
One was an ordinary-looking young man, the other a handsome youth with sword-like brows and starry eyes. Their appearances and bearing differed greatly; they found each other disagreeable, yet had no choice but to walk together.
The two held their breath as they cautiously made their way through this dreamlike palace woven from seven-colored flowing light.
From time to time, Dao Integration female cultivators with cold temperaments and longswords at their waists stood silently in inconspicuous corners of the palace. They resembled exquisite, beautiful statues, utterly motionless.
The two could not help growing somewhat restrained.
They could sense that every one of these Dao Integration female cultivators possessed peerless talent, brilliance, and will. They were among the most outstanding heroes of the Great Thousand World.
That invisible pressure was enough to make one suffocate.
But if it was that person, it should amount to nothing...
The two thought silently.
Passing through layers upon layers of seven-colored curtains of light, they finally arrived at the main hall and saw the Youth in Green Robes seated cross-legged. He was smiling in their direction, his eyes filled with the joy of seeing old acquaintances again.
For no reason, the tension in their hearts eased, and they no longer felt restrained.
"Long time no see."
Jiang Ding smiled.
"Junior Martial Uncle! Long time no see!"
Han Lin said with cupped hands.
"Heavenly Monarch! It has been a long time!"
Great Love Heavenly Monarch also bowed.
In this vast mortal world, after tens of thousands of years, being able to meet old acquaintances once more, whole and unharmed—was that not one of life's great joys?
The three looked at one another.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha..."
All three burst into laughter.
In that instant, the unfamiliarity built