Ten years later.
Frog Daoist went to the Ten-Thousand Cliff Fishing Grounds and sought out Chen Xun for a casual chat.
The Boundary-Breaking Boat drifted leisurely across the sea. No matter how fierce the wind and waves became, they could not sink this mere drop in the vast ocean of heaven and earth.
"Croak, Chen Xun, it looks like the Primordial Heavenly Court is being targeted."
Frog Daoist spoke leisurely. Over the years, he had traveled throughout the Three Thousand Immortal Provinces and seen many things that ordinary cultivators could not. "They want to bring the Heavenly Court crashing down, while planting a seed within the bloodlines of the Ancient Myriad Clans."
After saying this, its gaze deepened, touched with faint recollection.
"Mm. Back then, their ancestors were too hasty and planted the root of today's calamity."
Chen Xun fished absentmindedly and spoke calmly. "But I once promised an old friend that whether all the immortals of this Immortal Realm came for it or the great tides of the Immortal Realm bore down upon it, I would protect the Primordial Heavenly Court for a time."
After saying this, he merely raised his hand and gave the fishing line a light shake. His expression was placid as water, yet between his brows lay an ease that regarded even the karmic laws of heaven and earth as nothing.
Behind him, mountains and rivers remained silent, while the clouds and mist stretching for thousands of miles seemed to freeze with him.
The heavenly wind did not stir. Even the immortal fish in the boundless sea seemed to have forgotten how to swim.
At that moment, silence spoke louder than words.
A gleam flashed through Frog Daoist's eyes as it looked sideways at Chen Xun. "After all these years, you are still the same.