A year later.
Mountain-Sea Pass of the Gan Kingdom was sparsely populated. Only outer disciples of the Sky-Piercing Sect stood guard here. The true powerhouses were above the valley, sweeping the great formations in every direction with their Divine Sense.
A wooden cart raced toward them, moving fast enough to kill a wild beast of the Mortal Realm. In the eyes of mortals, it was already remarkably swift.
At that moment, Little Wuhen's eyes lit up. After a hundred years, he had finally seen a familiar figure!
Little Wuhen excitedly waved and laughed aloud. "Sister Han Xuan!! Father and I were about to head up the mountain. I never thought we would run into you here."
The lovely figure trembled all over. It was that familiar voice from her childhood. Her gaze immediately turned in that direction, and there stood Elder Xun and Brother Wuhen. Their appearances had not changed in the slightest.
Han Xuan had grown much more mature, even in her hairstyle and ornaments. As expected, she had already reached Foundation Establishment, and her lifespan had become long.
Yet there was no reunion as joyful as Little Wuhen had imagined. She merely smiled faintly. "Elder Xun, Wuhen, I never thought I would meet you again. I happen to be stationed here for ten years."
Chen Xun smiled slightly and said no more. Instead, he looked at Little Wuhen. "Old friends have met. Go catch up."
"Alright, Father!" Little Wuhen's smile was radiant. Yet after getting down from the cart, his steps became a little heavier. He did not show the same delight he had displayed before his father.
Sister Han Xuan seemed to have changed somewhat. A hundred years later, when she saw him again, there was unexpectedly a sense of unfamiliarity in her voice.
His mind was