"The world is a vast sea of suffering. People drift within it. The flesh is the ship."
Thinking of this, An Jing could not help but tease, "And Tianji Mountain can teach people to swim, regularly replace their ships, and even reinforce them through all manner of means. It truly deserves to be called the righteous path developed by the previous generation of Naturalists!"
"By the looks of it, people from Tianji Mountain are awfully hard to kill."
"You flatter us, sir. We junior disciples have yet to fully master our patriarch's abilities."
The Tianji Mountain True Person assumed that An Jing, a fellow Naturalist of the founding patriarch, was joking with him. Shaking his head with a bitter smile, he said, "So long as one can target our souls, we can be killed. Didn't that Blood Sea Ghost God nearly wipe us all out before?"
"If you had not arrived in time, sir, we would likely have already entered that Ghost God's belly and become nourishment for that fiend."
"But then again..."
He sighed and swept his gaze over the battlefield's wreckage, utterly baffled. "What exactly is going on with the Blood Sea Demonic Sect? Why were we attacked by both the Blood Sea Demonic Sect and the Dahuang Dragon Clan at once?"
"Yes. Why?"
An Jing found that strange as well.
The Blood Sea Demonic Sect clearly had some connection to the Dahuang Dragon Clan, but he did not know precisely how they had established it.
If nothing unexpected had happened, it was likely connected to Jinyuantian.
After all, other than that, An Jing knew of no channel that could allow Huaixu martial artists to leave the Huaixu Realm—even if his own teacher's departure had received the Huaixu Realm's tacit approval.
Perhaps there were Jinyuantian Walkers within the