Ni Canghuan furrowed his brow and did not answer Chen Xun. Instead, he changed the subject. "Dao Ancestor, even with my injuries, taking down the Giant Spirit Clan would be no trouble."
He seemed extraordinarily keen on enslaving all living beings. Only that way could one truly pursue immortality in peace, rather than spending vast amounts of time seeking Immortal Dao resources.
"This Dao Ancestor has no need for slaves."
"Oh..."
Ni Canghuan was momentarily speechless and merely tightened his grip on the Cloud Blade by instinct.
You do not need slaves, so what exactly had he been doing now... He had guarded the gate for a full ten years. That was work only slaves did!
"Stay here and cultivate your body and temperament properly." Chen Xun snickered, a trace of helplessness flashing through his eyes. "Do not think about anything else."
"Yes..." Ni Canghuan lowered his gaze. The momentum that had just risen from him instantly dispersed, leaving him like an eggplant struck by frost.
Chen Xun looked back toward the street, his gaze deepening slightly.
Though the Giant Spirit Clan was powerful, like the Starwave Winged Clan, they had yet to produce anyone in the Immortal Realm. After all, attaining immortality from nothing in merely twenty thousand years was too absurd. Yet this also made it easy to imagine just how boundless the opportunities of the Immortal Realm were.
They had actually been here for nearly twenty years already.
Back then, after descending from the clouds and crossing a mountain range stretching ten Yuan-years deep, they had reached a vast wilderness. Mountains, great rivers, forests, and ravines could all be found there, along with an extraordinary number of Innate Beings from the myriad races.
They had always traveled in a straight line. It was only that, while passing