"A prime minister's belly could hold a boat."
A look of reminiscence appeared in Sun Yixian's eyes. "When I was young, my father was quick-tempered and easily angered. So my mother, my uncles, and my aunts would always use this saying to persuade him not to get angry."
"A prime minister's belly could hold a boat. Interesting, very interesting." Kun Ancestor rolled the words over and over in his mouth.
"After I embarked on the path of cultivation, I often wondered what an immortal was."
Hearing Sun Yixian's words, Kun Ancestor smiled. "What is an immortal? Nothing more than a powerful living being. Me, Dragon Ancestor—even you—in my eyes, are no different from All Living Beings."
"Perhaps."
Sun Yixian nodded. "But I pondered this question for a long time. Later, I felt that if even a prime minister's belly could hold a boat, then an immortal should surely bear even more."
"So that was it."
Kun Ancestor clapped his hands and laughed. "Sheltering all living beings with oneself, leading them across the sea of suffering. Remarkable! Truly remarkable! But can you do it?"
"Whether I can or cannot, I must fight it out in the end." A streak of battle intent appeared in Sun Yixian's eyes.
"Then, junior, let me see what you are capable of!"
"A little dragon from back then had actually grown to such a realm."
Atop a pitch-black mountain peak a hundred thousand miles away, Blood Sea Demonic Immortal stared at Wang Hong, his brows slightly furrowed.
Upon the black mountain peak lay an enormous battlefield. Within it, Azure Martial King, clad in a military greatcoat, was fiercely battling Demonic Immortals such as Slaughtering Immortals Demonic Immortal and Myriad Beast Demonic Immortal.
"Those who hear the Dao first are the teachers of those who come after."