"Fellow Daoist Li, during the Netherworld Void Great Drift, you joined Elder Yi and the others in driving me from the group, heedless of the fact that we all belonged to the native Dao. Back then, you surely never imagined that not only would I survive, but that I would now attain the realm of a Hundred Heng Supreme Being!"
Seeing someone from the drift path of old again, Daoist Hong Yun could not help reminiscing and showing off.
In barely more than three years, he had achieved what he had today. How proud and pleased he must have been.
On the surface, he had already changed his name and abandoned the native Dao, becoming a renowned figure among the vast, chaotic underground forces of Cosmos Star. The Xi Clan had even held him in high regard and recruited him as their prized son-in-law.
Yet despite such accomplishments, he could only bottle them up inside, with no one around him to tell.
Daoist Hong Yun was practically holding it in until he suffered internal injuries.
At long last, he had encountered an "old friend" from that desperate Great Drift journey again. At last, he could pour it all out and boast to his heart's content. Once he opened his mouth, his words came pouring forth like a surging river.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you too have achieved quite a bit. You somehow gained the title of Eternal War God, borrowed the Shang Clan's identity to establish Qingyun Treasure Pavilion, and founded the Hengyun Commoner Group. But compared with me, you still fall a little short..."
At the height of his smugness, Daoist Hong Yun's figure flashed. He instantly drew near, intending to land on the top floor of the treasure pavilion and continue flaunting himself before Fellow Daoist Li.
"Begone!"
Li