This place remained vast and boundless, with countless mineral veins.
Countless living beings mined here. Along the roads, enormous beasts could often be seen walking by, while dharma ships streaked across the skies.
Upon a mountain.
Chen Xun calmly gazed over the magnificent mountains and rivers of the Immortal Realm. For a moment, he had lost himself in the view, but before long, a voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Ancient Immortal, you go too far! You've suppressed me—how am I supposed to mine?!"
"Quiet."
"Brother Ancient Immortal, the Primordial Ore Vein must not be thrown into disorder. Spare Wuliang... he is a Golden Miner personally appointed by the Dao Venerable. This..."
"Why has Futian not come to see me yet?"
Before a mine pit shaped like a dragon's spine, Ancient Immortal stood like an ancient mountain, the force of his blood and qi bursting in all directions. Wuliang lay sprawled on the ground with bared teeth, his face pressed tightly against the earth.
That dog thief... his Immortal Body had reached great completion in the Primordial Ore Vein. None of my Dao arts worked on him at all!
Ancient Immortal wore a refined gray-gold battle armor, battle intent surging from him at every moment.
Back then, he had been defeated after being struck by Immortal Lightning. Now, he no longer feared any Immortal Lightning.
"Ancient Immortal."
Suddenly, a voice like a great bell resounded through the vast heavens and earth.
Wuliang howled in delight, "Dao Ancestor! Hurry and suppress this mining thief! With this thief around, we Primordial miners can find no peace day or night!!"
Ancient Immortal's mind trembled.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the ages, tearing across time and space as it fixed upon the mountain where Chen Xun stood.
After a long while.
"You..." Ancient Immortal's eyes