Looking at the wide-open Immortal Gate, Chu Sheng's face was also filled with astonishment.
Something was wrong.
Shouldn't Past Dreams have summoned Chu Sheng from before his ascension?
What the hell was this Immortal Gate!?
Then, under everyone's shocked gazes, a young man slowly walked out of the Immortal Gate.
The youth wore a black robe. His face was identical to Chu Sheng's, except he had hair.
Just as Chu Sheng was filled with doubts, the youth finally stepped completely out of the Immortal Gate.
He raised his head, swept his gaze over the crowd, and spoke softly.
"Finally, I'm back..."
What the hell!? Chu Sheng's eyes went wide, his mind buzzing.
This wasn't from before his ascension!
This was clearly Chu Sheng himself, after he had already ascended to the Upper Realm and attained true enlightenment!
And that aura was terrifyingly absurd—countless times stronger than even the strongest person present.
Just as his mind was in complete chaos, the grand roar of the Heavenly Dao suddenly echoed through heaven and earth.
[Welcome home, Host...]
Chu Sheng said nothing. He merely slowly turned his head and gave Chu Sheng a deep look.
Then he withdrew his gaze and turned toward Cang Qi and the others, whose faces had gone deathly pale.
"So, once I deal with this bunch, we're done, right?"
[That's right, that's right.]
The Heavenly Dao's voice carried an unconcealed impatience.
[With your current strength, this should be easy, shouldn't it?]
"Of course," Chu Sheng said with a soft laugh.
"You have no idea what I've turned the Xuan Huan Realm into..."
Before he could finish, his figure vanished from where he stood.
Cang Qi's pupils shrank sharply. Without a second thought, he swung the black longsword in his hand, condensed from tens of millions of Dao Marks.