Deep within the resplendent Huang Domain, the chaos qi flowing down from the Myriad Wild Cauldron rippled faintly, reflecting Xu Kun's face, condensed from endless radiance and impossible for ordinary people to discern clearly.
His gaze pierced through the void like the most precise ruler, settling upon Hao Jian and Su Xiaoxiao, who walked side by side with their auras completely fused as one.
When he saw Hao Jian's mountain-steady, restrained yet vast aura, as well as Su Xiaoxiao's gentle protection, like Spring Breeze and Rain nourishing all things without a sound, Xu Kun's face unconsciously revealed a gratified yet complicated smile. Within that smile lay memories of the past, recognition of his brother's growth, and an indescribable sense of reflection.
"It seems the trials and hardships of these past years have indeed made him much steadier and stronger."
Xu Kun murmured inwardly, somewhat emotional.
As brothers who had run around naked together since childhood, wrestled and played in the mud, and shared countless secrets and dreams, Xu Kun understood Hao Jian down to his bones.
Hao Jian seemed rough and forthright, carefree and careless. He often appeared muddleheaded over trivial matters and could even be forgetful, but when it came to matters of principle, the lives of those around him, or the survival of their race, he could always display extraordinary sharpness, decisiveness, and responsibility.
The most impartial—and most trusting—assessment Xu Kun had ever given him was—
You can always trust Hao Jian!
That trust came from the bond they shared like blood brothers, but even more from Hao Jian's reliable back, which had never disappointed anyone through countless trials of life and death.
Back then, Xu Kun had endured countless dangers to bring back from an unknown forbidden land the divine corpse within that coffin, containing a will