When Su Yi was lashed by the first strand of Black Sky Dao Calamity.
Immortal Slayer, who had been sitting atop the Chaos Remains, suddenly craned his neck, a look of someone delighted by the spectacle appearing on his face.
He reveled in Su Yi's misfortune.
Yet when he saw Su Yi stubbornly battle heaven and earth time and again, watching him get lashed over and over, Immortal Slayer could not help slapping his knee and laughing, beside himself with delight.
But when he saw Su Yi covered in whip marks, Immortal Slayer frowned again.
The smile on his face faded as well.
Immortal Slayer suddenly dug into his ear and pulled out a Dwarf Old Man no bigger than a bean, his beard and hair all white, with the bearing of an immortal sage.
Yet his figure was so tiny that even squatting on a fingernail seemed spacious.
"Old Immortal, what is going on?"
Immortal Slayer's gaze was icy.
Cold sweat streamed down the Dwarf Old Man's forehead as he stammered, "M-May I ask, my lord, what exactly do you mean by what is going on?"
"See for yourself."
With a sweep of Immortal Slayer's sleeve, a curtain of light appeared, displaying Su Yi being whipped by the Black Sky Dao Calamity until countless bloody marks covered him.
The Dwarf Old Man froze, then said excitedly, "H-He... could it be...?"
Immortal Slayer said, "That's right. He has returned. But according to what you said back then, there was the prophecy, 'Nirvana through life and death, the prison dragon ascends to heaven.' Why is it different from what you said?"
The Dwarf Old Man's expression changed drastically.
He stared fixedly at the curtain of light. After a long while, he suddenly said, "My lord, if it were any other person