Old Friends Reunited

On Xuandu Mountain, Gao Xian looked at the miniature black dragon in his hand, only a few inches long. Now that it had shrunk, it resembled an exquisitely crafted figurine—delicate and ingenious, yet imbued with an endlessly shifting spiritual charm.

He had spent several months borrowing the power of the Blood River Celestial Venerable Transformation Origin Book to finally refine the black dragon statue and take control of its central restriction.

At this point, the black dragon could transform at will according to his thoughts.

Gao Xian could sense Dragon Seal's aura steadily drawing closer, but he did not think much of it. So long as he left a clone outside, even a Pure Yang Dao Venerable would be unable to catch him, much less a Spirit Transformation Dao Lord.

He was even somewhat impressed by Dragon Seal's tenacity. From so far away, the man still refused to give up, pursuing him here through all that hardship.

A Spirit Transformation Dao Lord was already qualified to roam the world unchecked. Yet crossing a journey of hundreds of millions of miles was by no means easy.

No powerful sect would welcome an outsider who was a Spirit Transformation cultivator. Much less would they allow an outsider to use their teleportation formations. That was a grave taboo.

Letting outsiders use a teleportation formation was equivalent to handing them the keys to one's front door. What kind of intimate relationship would it take to go that far?

Even in Origin Province, no sect would allow an outside Spirit Transformation Dao Lord to use its teleportation formation.

As Dragon Seal hurried all the way here, he also had to conceal his trail and keep others from discovering his identity. Otherwise, who knew what fierce reaction the local sects might have?

Furthermore, the distance between