Only by cultivating to the Mahayana Realm and ultimately ascending to the Immortal World, sharing the lifespan of heaven and earth, could one be considered to have truly attained the Dao. Compared with that, everything else was merely flowers reflected in a mirror or the fleeting smoke of passing clouds.
"Brother Lu, are you in the Chaotic Demon Realm?" Niu Kun suddenly asked.
"Yes. Xiang Kuang, Du Fenghu, and He Hu also have some old friends over there," the severed arm replied.
"Then I'll take some capable subordinates to the Chaotic Demon Realm. We'd probably be far inferior when it comes to dealing with the Buddhist Sect's eminent monks, but we should at least be able to lend a hand," Niu Kun said.
"That would be good. Sooner or later, I'll have a major battle with the Buddhist Sect. For now, Xiang Kuang and Du Fenghu occasionally clash with the monks from the Buddhist Sect who enter the Chaotic Demon Realm. You'll be able to help once you go there."
Niu Kun's move was undoubtedly equivalent to giving up the Blood Ravine Demon Banner. Perhaps Niu Kun alone could offer only limited help, but between friends, a lasting friendship was not built on one-sided gifts. It depended on both sides interacting and helping each other. When Lu Xiaotian was in trouble, Niu Kun had not considered whether he was capable enough to help. He simply wanted to lend a hand. If Lu Xiaotian refused, they might begin drifting apart from that point onward. What Lu Xiaotian valued was not how much Niu Kun could help, but their friendship.
Moreover, a group of old acquaintances who had come to this realm together had gathered in the Chaotic Demon Realm. Although Niu Kun could not compare with him now, he had still