Beyond the mountains.
Chen Xun rode the wind down, drifting for a long while before finally setting foot on Yellow Sand Avenue.
His narrow eyes remained fixed on the white-haired man, and he said nothing. His expression was exceedingly complicated. Why was it this way again...?!
This scene had crossed the river of time, crossed endless distances of space, as though it were just like before.
But in the end, it was no longer the same.
Back then, they had come to see them off.
Today, he had come to receive them...
"What... happened to you?" Chen Xun stepped forward, walking toward the motionless Ji Kun one step at a time. His gaze was deep as water. "Your immortal foundation is unstable. Your Immortal Body is already forcibly... prolonging your life for the last time."
His voice faltered endlessly, and his brow twitched without cease.
Ji Kun smiled faintly. Ever since entering the Jade Bamboo Mountains, the cold, stern expression that had seemed frozen upon him for all eternity had never appeared.
He did not move, merely standing still as he watched Chen Xun approach step by step. With an untroubled smile, he said, "I went to handle a small matter. I could not exactly return empty-handed."
Clang...
Chen Xun seized Ji Kun's arm heavily. Such a scene was utterly impossible between Immortals. Allowing another to casually touch one's physical body was a great taboo for cultivators.
Yet Ji Kun still wore a smile at the corner of his lips, with not a trace of wariness in his eyes.
Chen Xun's expression was grave as he enunciated each word. "Have you gone mad... I've been living well enough. I no longer need to fight and kill. Why are you bringing me so much trouble?"
"Junior Brother Chen Xun..." Ji Kun