Wang Xuan lowered his head to look at the little beast hanging from his armguard, a barely perceptible warmth flashing through his eyes.
"Fine."
He slowly rose to his feet.
"I'll make this trip with you."
Xiao Chen froze, then was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.
Wang Xuan had his own calculations.
Ancestral Dragon Village, where Xiao Chen came from, was exceedingly mysterious. That village concealed far too many secrets, and he had long intended to investigate it personally. Moreover, the village possessed the Yellow Mud Platform, a sacred relic of the Nine Provinces. Rumor had it that it contained the Origin Heavenly Sound, making it no trivial matter.
And the Cultivation World expert who had seized Xiao Chen's fiancée's body was no ordinary figure either. She actually held one of the Heavens' Sacred Objects, the Heaven-Piercing Death Bridge.
Heavens' Sacred Objects belonged only to the virtuous.
As one of the "virtuous," he naturally would not decline.
The plot has been thrown completely off course by me, but what is supposed to appear will still appear.
With a wave of one hand, Wang Xuan tore open a dark, bottomless spatial abyss. Gale winds churned soundlessly within it.
"Let's go."
He stepped into the rift first, with Xiao Chen and Keke following close behind.
As the Supreme Ancestral God, cultivating both the great laws of time and space, there was virtually nowhere in the Heavens and Myriad Worlds that he could not reach.
Even though the Nine Provinces had only recently been unsealed and its laws were in chaos, this spatial passage remained as steady as a smooth road.
At the end of the passage, the light grew brighter and brighter, while a vast, ancient aura rushed toward them.
"So this is the aura of the Human Realm?"
Wang Xuan's footsteps