"Teacher, I cannot let this matter go."
Ni Canghuan cupped his hands and spoke coldly, his eyes filled with frost. "Unless I turn that Three Enclosures Immortal Court into a slave domain, this resentment in my heart will never clear. They have been far too presumptuous."
His voice was unusually deep, neither loud nor agitated.
Stone Eater's nostrils flared, and its snorts boomed like thunder. It, too, had been thoroughly enraged by this journey.
Ke Ding's true body had returned. His gaze was profound, and there seemed to be more stories in his eyes. "Chen Xun, I fear the Life Race cannot be brought back. Fellow Daoist Ming went to negotiate, but that race willingly submitted to the Three Enclosures Immortal Court."
"Why?" Chen Xun asked calmly, neither arrogant nor impatient.
"They can guarantee that race eternal prosperity, and that fortune can advance the Life Race's Great Dao another step." Ke Ding's expression was grave. "I suspect they may have obtained a supreme treasure akin to the Immortal Spirit Ranking."
"Everyone, you have worked hard."
Chen Xun smiled peacefully and did not respond to Ke Ding. "Rest well. Since Meng Sheng has already severely injured that junior, this matter ends here."
"Teacher." Ni Canghuan's eyes widened. "I refuse to accept this."
"Then go again."
"Then lend me the Boundary-Breaking Boat again. Your disciple will go call for reinforcements!"
"Get lost."
"..."
Ni Canghuan wilted, though his face remained stern and cold. Three Enclosures Immortal Court, just you wait.
At that moment, Ming Guhong stepped forward, looking old and weary. He cupped his hands deeply. "Dao Ancestor, this junior failed to think things through. I actually made all you exalted seniors make a wasted journey for so many years."
"Then it seems your race is no longer in danger of extinction."