National Preceptor Lu Yuan had considered many possibilities.
Yet he had never imagined that among the two people Hei Ya Sword Sect had named for execution, there would be such an inconceivable existence.
With a sweep of his sleeve, thunder descended, illuminating heaven and earth!
By now, Lu Yuan had concluded that a true immortal had arrived in Huai Huang Kingdom, this mortal land!
"Of all things in this world, what one fears most is the unlikely. Who would have thought that unlikely thing would truly happen?"
Lu Yuan sighed.
Then he raised a hand and gazed at his palm. "Still, being able to seize this opportunity to cross hands with a true immortal—how could that not be one of life's great pleasures?"
In an instant, this high-ranking National Preceptor of Huai Huang Kingdom seemed to become a different person.
His gaze was clear, and his aura was as solemn and steady as a mountain.
"I'm afraid of death."
Shen Duqiu, dressed in black, with the face of a youth but a head full of frost-white hair, muttered to himself.
He slowly straightened his body and fiercely rubbed his cheeks. "I'm only one step away from Shattering the Void. How can I resign myself to meeting disaster now?"
"Then come with me."
Lu Yuan turned and took a step forward. Overbearing Martial Dao blood and vitality spread from his body, transforming into auspicious clouds of blood energy that carried him gracefully toward the foot of the mountain.
"Then let's go!"
Shen Duqiu's figure suddenly turned into a streak of light and shadow. Shifting form and changing position, he plunged straight down toward the foot of the mountain.
Beside the sea of clouds hanging over the cliff, Xiao Zhixuan tipped back his head and drank. He shook the wine jug, only