At Teng Bahun's words, Sikong Jing paused slightly, then smiled. Even in a situation like this, Grandpa Bahun was still thinking of home—thinking of the Desolate Sea Forbidden Land and the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce.
He could not help but ask with a laugh, "Grandpa Bahun, what exactly is your situation now?"
Sikong Jing's sudden question made Teng Bahun freeze.
He instinctively turned to look at Sikong Jing and asked in confusion, "What did you just call me?"
In response, Sikong Jing smiled again. "Sikong Jing of the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce pays his respects to Tyrant Soul Venerable."
Upon hearing that, Teng Bahun's explosively wild hair and beard seemed to burst even wider.
His pupils contracted sharply as he stared at Sikong Jing, mouth hanging open.
He could not help muttering, "An illusion. This must be an illusion. I must have heard wrong."
In a hellhole like the Burial Emperor Sea, suddenly hearing someone call him Tyrant Soul Venerable—and hearing the words "Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce"... if this was not an illusion, then what was it?
Teng Bahun had been gone from the Desolate Sea Forbidden Land for a very, very long time.
Not long after Su Beiheng, Su Old Devil, had been trapped in the One-Claw Domain summoned by Pei Kuang of the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, he had left. He had stepped out of the Desolate Sea Absolute Formation to seek a way to rescue Su Beiheng.
Yet once he left the Desolate Sea Forbidden Land, he could never return.
Originally, he could have used the demonfolk within the Gods and Devils Island Sea to go back, but every time, misfortune struck and he failed to return. Later, he could not restrain his cultivation and reached the Divine Martial Stage. At that time, being