Fei Hong Sought Immortality, but Could Not Hold On

"The commotion was truly enormous." The Daoist looked at the Cloud Ascending Pill, which was only a thread away from fully merging with him.

Anxiety surfaced in the state of mind he had tempered over countless years.

The timing had been too perfect. It was already a fatal blow.

"Not bad." Chu Danqing pushed open the underground palace gates and replied to the Daoist.

Finding this Daoist had not been difficult. Even though he had skipped most of the plot, he still had a brain.

So he decisively spent 227 Paradise Points and had Yang Qianyuan locate him directly.

That was right. His advantage was calling for backup.

Especially when he could not solve something himself, calling people over to help was perfectly reasonable.

"May I ask your surname?" Chu Danqing knew the other party was only one step short, so he was in no hurry to attack.

When he saw him, Chu Danqing had actually been rather surprised. He had thought this was a 5th Order breaking through to the 6th Order.

As it turned out, he had overthought it. As a 3rd Order Dimension Apostle, so long as he did not deliberately increase the difficulty for himself, he would probably only encounter a 6th Order in a War Mission.

"This poor Daoist is Fei Hong. Greetings, sir." The Daoist did not change his posture, but he introduced himself.

"A fine Daoist title." Chu Danqing praised him, then said, "I see you are just short of the final push. Aren't you going to drag things out a little?"

"Say, reminisce about the glory of your past."

"Or tell me about your divine weapon, or how the whole world lay in your hands like pieces on a chessboard."

Fei Hong was dazed for a moment upon hearing that, then smiled.