The Secret Realm (In Honor of the Night of Cramps Alliance Leader!)

Fang Xi's thousandth-birthday banquet passed without the slightest ripple.

This was not because the cultivators of the Mortal Realm did not want to celebrate for him in grand style. Rather, as his age increased, his heart had gradually grown tranquil, and he no longer wished to bother with such hollow formalities.

It was not as though all the immortals of the Earth Immortal Realm had come to offer their congratulations. What meaning would that have?

Thus, he merely held a small banquet, drank a few cups with the several women, and let it rest.

After the birthday banquet, Shui Lingxin immediately bade farewell and departed. Ling Shu and Liu Xu, moved by Fang Xi's words about ascending, also began closed-door cultivation.

One day.

Fang Xi picked up a Sound Transmission Talisman, informed Zhong Hongyu that he would be entering closed-door cultivation for a period, and flicked his finger.

Smack!

The Sound Transmission Talisman immediately transformed into a streak of fire and vanished without a trace...

"With an External Incarnation and Mechanism City here... nothing major should happen."

He muttered to himself, and his figure vanished in an instant.

He had clearly activated the Myriad Heavens Treasure Mirror and headed to that Witch Tribe secret realm!

The Witch Tribe secret realm.

It was not yet time for the century's once-occurring Heavenly Demon Tribulation. Fang Xi's divine sense spread out without limit, allowing him to see many Witch Tribe People hunting, playing, and cultivating.

"Danya..."

Thinking of the old acquaintance from this place, a trace of remembrance unconsciously appeared on Fang Xi's face.

"So many years have passed. This woman must have already passed away, unless she advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm... But even if she became a Nascent Soul Cultivator, her lifespan would be running dangerously short by now, wouldn't