On the road.
He actually hummed a tune, a Mountain-Splitting Axe in hand, seemingly searching everywhere for the fallen figures of the "Crane Spirit Trees."
"Moo moo~~"
Black Bull also let out a long cry in accompaniment. It had not heard Chen Xun sing in many years. It was rare to see him in such high spirits.
Buzz—
Three streaks of light rose from the ground, crossing mountains and rivers as they headed for the Nine Extremes Immortal Domain.
"You bastards, quit looking around. You two Phoenix Luans, fly lower, hahaha." Beneath the rosy Immortal Firmament, Chen Xun acted like a spoiled young master, pointing and gesturing at every lifeform he saw.
Chirp?!
The two Phoenix Luans were horrified, crying out in the air. They were all cultivators—what had they done to provoke him?!
"Roar, make way, make way." Seeing Chen Xun being so overbearing, Little Scarlet became overbearing too, shouting at the Immortal Realm's lifeforms and leaving one area of Heavenly Mountain filled with bitter complaints.
A long rainbow streaked across the sky.
Cultivators from all sides of the Fushi Cult looked up, their gazes narrowing.
Yuan Chengsi gazed toward the Heavenly Gate, a contemplative look seeming to linger in his eyes, his gaze deep as an abyss.
Sixth Brother was gone.
Master had gone too.
Did this Immortal Realm have a path of reincarnation...
Three hundred years later.
The Fushi Cult stood firm beyond Heavenly Mountain in the Nine Extremes Immortal Domain, returning to the world.
The Immortal Realm had neither will nor Heavenly Dao. No one traced the karma of the Fushi Cult, and even though they had returned from death, no inauspicious events occurred.
The lifeforms dwelling throughout Heavenly Mountain trembled day and night.
Over the past century, the disturbances from those ancient ruins had