Yue Xuan still carried a trace of childhood nervousness whenever he saw Chen Xun, yet his eyes were also filled with unfamiliarity.
"How have you all been these years?"
Chen Xun was the first to open the conversation. He could naturally sense everything in his heart; the only one with whom he felt no estrangement was his master.
"Sixth Senior Brother!" Hearing Chen Xun's words, Yue Xuan became somewhat excited and began telling him of the changes over the years.
Chen Xun listened intently. He had fought all the way outside and missed their growing years. The letters had always reported only good news, never bad, but as he listened to Yue Xuan's account, he gradually began to smile.
Before they knew it, night had fallen.
Yuan Chengsi stood quietly by the lake and did not disturb their reminiscence. The hair by his ears had already been touched by a layer of white.
Since Immortal Venerable Haoyin had passed away in meditation, Zhongji Heavenly Venerable had entered seclusion, and their master had stepped into the Ghost River, intending to create the Rebirth Immortal Canon and open the path of the Immortal Court's Cosmic Cycle, the older generation had gradually begun to leave the stage.
The disciples he had raised with his own hands had either died or scattered. Even Kunpeng had become the ancient city of their sect. Now, he bore the State Religion of the Immortal Court upon his shoulders, spreading its doctrines across a Great World. Every step of this journey had been incomparably heavy...
The Supreme Unity Immortal Court was also far from as powerful as outsiders believed. In the Taiyi Great World, there were many who refused to submit, especially the hundred Ancient Immortal Forbidden Grounds that reached up into the heavens, down into the Nine