Two Integration cultivators walked slowly through a palace ablaze with seven-colored light.
One was an ordinary-looking young man; the other had swordlike brows and star-bright eyes. They looked nothing alike and found each other disagreeable, yet they had no choice but to walk together.
Holding their breath, they made their way cautiously through the dreamlike palace woven from flowing, seven-colored light.
Now and then, they passed a distant, cool-looking woman at the Integration realm standing silently in an inconspicuous corner. A sword hung at each woman's waist, and each stood motionless as an exquisite statue.
The two men grew a little more reserved.
They could sense that every one of these women possessed exceptional talent, brilliance, and will. They ranked among the finest people in the vast world.
The invisible pressure was almost suffocating.
But for that person, it probably amounted to nothing...
Both men had the same thought.
Passing through curtain after curtain of seven-colored light, they finally reached the main hall. An azure-robed youth sat there cross-legged, smiling at them, his eyes bright with the joy of seeing old friends.
The two men relaxed for no reason they could name. All their reserve vanished.
"Long time no see," Jiang Ding said with a smile.
"Little Uncle Master! Long time no see!" Han Lin said, cupping his hands.
"Celestial Lord! It has been far too long!" Great Love Celestial Lord also bowed.
In this boundless mortal world, what greater joy could there be than seeing old friends again after tens of thousands of years, safe and sound?
The three exchanged a glance.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha..."
All three burst out laughing.
In an instant, the distance built over ten thousand years disappeared. Han Lin and Great Love Celestial Lord cast aside their restraint, found themselves cushions, and sat cross-legged before the