Star Immortal King said, "We could break through quickly if we stayed here, but I want to go with you and see if we can return to the Barbaric Ancient Region!"
Although Star Immortal King and the others now possessed strength comparable to Immortal Kings, they were still human. They all wanted to see their homeland again.
Fang Chen said, "Since you've all made your decisions, let's get started!"
"Good!"
Glazed Immortal King and the others nodded.
Ghost Immortal Emperor said, "Severing the Dao is no small matter. Let me make some preparations first. If you trust me, I can lend you a hand when the time comes."
"Sorry for the trouble, Senior Ghost!"
Glazed Immortal King and the others cupped their fists to Ghost Immortal Emperor.
"No need to stand on ceremony."
Ghost Immortal Emperor smiled faintly, then vanished.
One Hour later.
In the valley bathed in golden daylight at the heart of the Ghost Realm's Core Region, the atmosphere was solemn.
Four figures sat cross-legged in a semicircle on the open ground before the Thatched Cottage.
Before each of them sat a blue-white jade bowl, half-filled with milky-white Dao-Rhyme Spirit Spring. A faint glimmer shimmered on its surface, like shattered moonlight dissolved in water.
Glazed Immortal King sat on the far left. His hair was white, his face gaunt, and his azure Daoist Robe stirred gently in the breeze. Eyes closed, he breathed slowly and evenly, like a traveler making his final preparations before a long journey.
Chaos Immortal King sat beside him. Fine Runes embroidered his Chaos-Colored Daoist Robe, flickering faintly as he entered meditation, like stars slowly turning in the night sky.
Dark Yellow Immortal King sat in the middle, his burly frame like a small mountain. The Chaos Luster of his Mysterious Yellow Battle Armor