Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers, Upper Realm Demonic God (Asking for Monthly Tickets)

The figure Qiu Daoping saw had always been the one he feared most. Even though this man had fallen many years ago, he still frequently appeared in Qiu Daoping's mind, impossible to forget.

Seeing the slight change in Qiu Daoping's expression, Feng He smiled faintly. His gaze toward the other man carried several traces of teasing excitement.

At this sight, Qiu Daoping's expression grew increasingly grave. Only after a long while did he continue, "The life-bound Soul Lamp you left in the sect went out back then. I thought you should have vanished from this world.

"Yet after all these years, I can still see you again. It truly is the will of Heaven, Senior Brother Feng!"

Upon hearing this, the excitement on Feng He's face seemed to intensify. He nodded directly at Qiu Daoping. "I thought that after five hundred years, you would have long forgotten I ever existed. At last, you remember me, my good junior brother!"

"Hehe! What are you saying, Senior Brother Feng? If not for you back then, how could I possibly have had the chance to step into the Nascent Soul Realm? I would likely have exhausted my lifespan long ago, trapped helplessly at the Golden Core Realm.

"You were my great benefactor, Senior Brother. Even after you were gone, I enshrined a memorial tablet for you in Luofeng Valley's Founder's Hall. I never forgot the merit you rendered the sect in those days.

"Yet now you are standing before me alive and well, making all my painstaking efforts go to waste.

"Senior Brother Feng, what has passed is already past. Since you chose Body Seizure and rebirth, why did you not go far away and pursue the Great Path of Longevity you desired most?

"Why go to such lengths to come here and