Whoosh! Whoosh!
Qin Jun and Qin Lingming swiftly dived down from the clouds. Before them lay a desolate mountain forest, bleak and terrifying, like the Nine Nether Land.
Eerie cries rose and fell from every direction. Giant birds swept through the distant sky, their beating wings whipping up fierce winds and making the surroundings even more horrifying.
Qin Jun frowned. In such an environment, the thought of Xiao Lingming falling here filled him with inexplicable dread.
If anything happened to Xiao Lingming, how would he explain it to Zhu Yanqing?
Sensing Qin Jun's unease, Qin Lingming glanced at him and said, "Don't worry. As long as I haven't disappeared, it means he isn't dead."
After saying that, he spread out his Spiritual Sense and swept it in every direction, hoping to find Xiao Lingming's trail.
Qin Jun tried his best to calm himself and spread out his Spiritual Sense as well.
Before long, both men opened their eyes at the same time. They exchanged a glance without saying a word, then shot rapidly toward the west.
"Like a vortex, the deeper the realm, the more dangerous it becomes. This realm is still manageable. Its strongest experts are only Grand Unity Beginning Immortals."
Qin Lingming spoke softly, looking utterly unconcerned.
"You make it sound easy. Even you right now can't beat a Grand Unity Beginning Immortal, let alone your younger self."
Qin Jun snapped, making Qin Lingming's expression turn awkward at once.
"Wasn't it because you lost me? What kind of father are you?" Qin Lingming could not help firing back.
"When I left, weren't you the one insisting on following me?"
"..."
"How old was I then? What did I know?"
Qin Lingming nearly exploded. He was usually cold and aloof, yet whenever he encountered the younger Qin Jun, he