Black Bull gave Chen Xun a meaningful look.
It finally understood why Chen Xun had come to this remote immortal city at the edge of the Immortal Realm!
So it had never been about seeing the so-called ascenders from the Myriad Realms at all. This place was close to the Reincarnation Heavenly Domain.
"Moo~" Black Bull chuckled. Its laughter made Chen Xun's skin crawl. Chen Xun shot it an irritated look, feeling like he had been seen through at a glance and growing angry out of embarrassment.
The next day.
The blazing sun rose, renewing all things.
The little shop opened its doors once more.
Time remained as it had always been, unchanged.
Chen Xun stepped outside and smiled. "Though there's dusted snow, it's fine weather."
He dragged out a chair, sat down at an unhurried pace, and looked once more toward the long street. The immortal city never slept; cultivators' auras flourished without decline, and not a single topic they discussed was repeated. The world was simply too vast, yet everything within it could be achieved.
Whether it was the Primordial Immortal River flowing through the sky, the Dao platforms and Immortal Palaces scattered like stars across the heavens, or those magnificent otherworldly phenomena, none of them were beyond reach to them.
Cultivation was tantamount to lifespan. Only with lifespan came an endless desire to explore.
Back then, ninety percent of Eternal Ancient cultivators had struggled to understand the ten percent who left. Was the Eternal Ancient Immortal World too small? Were its strong too weak? Had it made you lose the drive to pursue the immortal path?
Chen Xun had always found the matter rather baffling.
Perhaps he was old. He did not understand, but he respected the choices of the young.
The lower realm.
True Immortal