The oldest powerhouses of Eternal Ancient all looked slightly dazed.
They had always known Ximen Black Bull well, yet that fleeting glimpse carried a trace of unfamiliarity within that familiarity.
Its gaze was somewhat different from before.
Deep and profound, boundless as far as the eye could see.
"Old Bull."
Suddenly, an incomparably gentle voice broke the silence and dispelled the immortals' absent-minded trance. Chen Xun stood ahead with his hands behind his back, smiling as he gave a light nod.
Step...
Black Bull stopped. It smiled lightly as well and nodded heavily.
Man and bull held each other's gaze for a long while. No one knew what they were exchanging through those eyes. They only knew that, long, long ago, they had already been together—together as mortals, together in cultivation, and together still to this day.
Step, step.
Black Bull slowly began to run. It was strange—no one could see the path it took. They could only sense that it seemed to be rushing toward them, drawing closer and closer, until it appeared before the immortals in less than a breath.
There had not even been a ripple of heaven-and-earth aura or immortal power. It had arrived before them through a strange method of descent bound by causality.
"Moo~"
"Second Bro."
"Roar!! Bull Bro!"
"Croak..."
"Quack quack!"
At last, the atmosphere began to stir. Yet Black Bull's expression remained calm. It walked past one old friend after another, as if continuously sniffing their auras. Its gaze was earnest, and everyone it sniffed showed a flash of surprise in their eyes.
"Greetings, Ox Ancestor—ah, Ox Ancestor!" Ominous Ancestor suddenly cried out. He bowed deeply while fleeing at the same time, unused to being sniffed like this. Yet Black Bull suppressed him beneath one hoof and gave him a fierce