As the two spoke, the world around them seemed to grow a little quieter.
The Human Race's supreme leader in the Immortal Realm, Sheng Chang'an—Chen Xun knew of him.
The most powerful figure of this generation in the Immortal Realm, the Five-Elements Dao Ancestor—Sheng Chang'an knew of him.
"My home has been somewhat stifling, so I came here to watch the lake. I hope I have not disturbed you fellow Daoists." Sheng Chang'an was exceedingly modest. He possessed neither the innate dominance of an Overlord Clan's supreme leader nor the supreme majesty of one who had long sat high above, controlling the fates of countless living beings.
Modesty was the very last quality that ought to have appeared in this man.
Yet it had appeared.
Most astonishing of all, upon hearing Chen Xun's name, Sheng Chang'an revealed not the slightest change in expression. Not even his Dao Heart stirred in the slightest, as though he had merely encountered a fellow traveler amid green mountains while passing through them.
"You arrived first, Daoist. How could you have disturbed us?" Chen Xun's expression was calm, bearing a faint smile. "Still, if home feels stifling, coming outside to clear one's mind and take in the grandeur of mountains and rivers is indeed a fine thing. I understand."
Sheng Chang'an calmly returned the salute. His smile deepened as he turned back to continue gazing at the lake.
He truly liked the Outer Immortal Land—not with the desire to possess it, but from the depths of his heart.
The mountains and rivers here were ordered; even the struggles of the Great Dao were orderly. There was no senseless turmoil.
He had inherited the position of supreme leader of the Human Race, receiving the reverence and worship of countless beings beneath heaven.
Yet he had also