Nan Hua's newly settled heart jolted violently at those words. After a long silence, he did not utter a single word, merely watching this group of Immortal Kingdom generals depart. It seemed that, beneath the pressure of this Immortal Scripture, neither side would fight nor trade threats any longer.
"So it turns out the flood had swept into the Dragon King's temple!"
Suddenly, a vast lotus-platform Immortal Hall descended. It was the Spirit Venerable of Cosmic Heaven Spirit Manor, and his gaze likewise fell upon the Five Aggregates Immortal Scripture in Nan Hua's hand. "Hehe, Fellow Daoist Nan Hua."
At this moment.
Nan Hua's gaze narrowed slightly.
Yet he still did not know that the greatest force behind his thousand-year flight from disaster had been Cosmic Heaven Spirit Manor. The latter approached with a faint smile, as though nothing had ever happened.
Clearly.
Nan Hua had nothing to do with the Dao Ancestor. He had merely happened upon immortal fortune in the Three Thousand Immortal Provinces.
Perfect. He also wanted to see just who had intervened behind the scenes back then and ruined the dead end Cosmic Heaven Spirit Manor had painstakingly arranged.
This Spirit Venerable was one of the current ancestors of the Netherworld Spirit Clan. His smile was profound and peaceful, yet a trace of chilliness that could not be erased lingered upon his face, making one's heart palpitate.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist." Nan Hua's smile did not reach his eyes.
He was a dignified Immortal, yet over a map to some nameless Immortal Pavilion under your command, you had laid schemes and hounded this Dao Ancestor without end. Now they had finally met. As expected of someone doing "Spirit Stone" business in the Three Thousand Immortal Domains—more greedy than anyone else, and daring enough to dream of anything!