"Immortal friend." Gu Yuexi staggered to her feet, and Yao Qin raised a hand to steady her.
She walked before Chen Xun and bowed deeply, her eyes filled with hope. Though the Void Ancestral Domain had been destroyed, she still hoped that some descendants had survived.
This emotion was practically identical to Chen Xun's back then. Perhaps, in the hearts of most revered figures of a Cultivation World, they were all the same. No living being was born a powerhouse.
Their growth was always accompanied by too many stories across the years.
The coldness on Chen Xun's face gradually melted away. Though he had become much calmer, he still begrudged every word. "Rest assured."
He had already sent the First Fusion Realm and that embryonic world into the Chaos Great Dao. Old Bull was waiting at the end to receive them. He was utterly at ease, and he would never break his promise to Gu Yuexi.
Gu Yuexi gave Chen Xun another deep bow, then silently stepped aside.
Yao Qin and the others gathered around her, standing there as they discussed the subsequent arrangements and plans. Their little group had prepared everything before coming; beneath the mighty power of Immortals, all things could proceed smoothly.
Of course, that did not include the suddenly appearing Patriarch Chen Xun. From beginning to end, he had not been one of their kind. Everyone had their own circle.
Only Qi Xiao and the man with crane-white hair and a childlike face remained beside Chen Xun.
Chen Xun's gaze deepened slightly as he looked at the mysterious man with a half-smile. "Immortal friend, how should I address you?"
"Daoist Hongfu." A similarly faint smile appeared at the man's lips. "And this black-robed Daoist, may I ask your Daoist title?"
"World-Destroying Old Man." A glimmer flashed