After saying that, Zhang Bairen turned and left, leaving Chen Changsheng standing there alone.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Changsheng turned and walked away.
In the void.
After casting a specific hand seal, a doorway appeared on an ordinary meteorite.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng did not hesitate in the slightest and stepped inside.
Formations, Dao Patterns, restrictions, barriers, space...
Passing through one powerful seal after another, Chen Changsheng finally arrived in a place of chaos.
A Black Cauldron floated within the chaos. A Long Pennon hung above it, while a Yin Yang Bagua Diagram slowly rotated beneath it.
Yet the most eye-catching thing was the Simple Long Sword floating above the cauldron.
"Open up a little gap. I want to have a word with him."
Chen Changsheng spoke to the Simple Long Sword, but it had no intention of paying him any attention.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng gave a helpless, bitter smile. "At least give me some face. I really do have something to discuss with him."
"If you refuse to open a gap, then I'll have no choice but to kneel and beg you."
"Do you really want me to kneel before you?"
Seeing Chen Changsheng begin to morally blackmail it, the sword gave a cold snort. Then, it slowly shifted aside by a fraction.
"Old bastard, are you dead yet?"
The Sword Spirit loosened a sliver of the seal, and Chen Changsheng immediately taunted the cauldron.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm doing very well."
"Seriously? The Three Supreme Divine Weapons are refining you together, yet you still sound this full of vigor."
"Looks like I'll have to find some other way to kill you."
"No problem. Come at me if you dare. I'll be waiting."
There was not the slightest trace of fear in