Saints Convene

"Senior Brother, are you really not going to see him off...?"

"Just go see Master off," Li Changshou said with a smile. "Though Master told us not to go, he would not truly scold you."

Within the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk, once Li Changshou rose to his feet, his expression returned to normal. His gaze was clear and his face composed, without the slightest hint of anything amiss.

Ling'e gently bit her lip. She seemed to want to say something, but in the end merely gave a soft sigh, turned, and took two steps forward. A beam of golden light carried her out of the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk.

Then came the sound of half a sigh, and two wisps of immortal light appeared beside Li Changshou.

The two streams of immortal light chased and entwined around each other, forming the figure of Great Virtue Houtu.

Dressed in an ancient cloud-patterned gown, she looked upon Li Changshou with a gentleness and compassion like that of Mother Earth herself.

"Won't you go see him off on his final journey?"

Houtu asked softly, her hands held before her as she gazed at the young Daoist before her.

"Whether I see him off or not, it is all the same. Nothing can be changed."

Li Changshou gave Houtu a Daoist salute, let out a slow breath, then sat beside the precious pool, somewhat lost in thought.

Great Virtue Houtu stood quietly to one side. Her very existence seemed illusory, neither present here nor in this world, like a three-dimensional painting.

After an unknown length of silence, Li Changshou suddenly asked:

"When will Pangu God's remaining will make its move?"

Houtu seemed not to have expected his sudden question. A flicker of surprise passed through her eyes. "Why ask about this so suddenly?"

Li