"Thanks for the warning. I'll remember it!" Zhou Heng nodded.
"You still don't plan to leave, do you?" Wang Youyue said weakly.
Zhou Heng burst into laughter. He did not answer, but his silence was acquiescence enough.
He had to descend to the Mortal World to bring his parents, friends, and loved ones to the Immortal World, then ascend directly to the Bright World in a single step. No one could stop him! Otherwise, once he ascended to the Bright World, how was he supposed to come back down from there?
It was far too difficult!
Therefore, he could not possibly leave Forty-Nine Immortal City during this period. As for the Dragon Clan mighty one... let them come. He would take them on with everything he had!
"Zhou Heng, why won't you ever listen to anyone?" Wang Youyue tried to persuade him with painstaking sincerity. If she could, she truly wanted to slap Zhou Heng to death and save herself the trouble!
But if she were actually capable of that, why would she need to worry about a Dragon Clan mighty one descending into the lower realm and wreaking havoc?
Zhou Heng merely smiled at her. He truly had no interest in wasting any more words with her.
"Zhou Heng—" Just then, a familiar, delicate cry rang out.
A large troop of beautiful women rushed in through the door, orioles and swallows fluttering about them, their faint fragrance intoxicating. Were they not Lin Fuxiang, the Moon Shadow Saintess, and the other lovely wives who had remained behind in Northern Si City?
"Y-you... why are you here?" Zhou Heng was delighted at first, then startled!
"Sister Huotian said you were back, but you never came home, so we came looking for you!" Lin Fuxiang rushed to say. Five years had passed,