The firmament.
Immortal radiance shrouded the heavens, and the Great Violet Luo Heavenly Palace flickered in and out of sight here. Outside the Heavenly Palace, Ancient Emperor Mountain stood undying and unyielding.
Nan Hua and the Ancient Emperor sat facing one another.
"Nan Hua, I never expected that, in the end, it would be you and me." The Ancient Emperor smiled faintly, composed to a frightening degree. "Back then, I watched many old friends leave, and none could be persuaded to stay. I once lamented that it was a pity."
"Such is reality."
Nan Hua possessed the bearing of an immortal sage, his voice weathered yet warm. "I heard the Nine Provinces Immortal Continent is vast beyond measure. If one wishes to surpass the Dao Ancestor, one naturally cannot remain here. Those who left were simply following the Karma already decreed."
"Will someone truly emerge who surpasses the Dao Ancestor?" the Ancient Emperor asked doubtfully.
"Does it matter..."
"Does it not matter..."
"Even if someone truly could surpass the Dao Ancestor, who in this world would dare strike at that old man?"
Nan Hua shook his head and laughed. "This world was born because of his existence. The Dao began in Eternal Ancient, and the heavens were formed from my Eternal Ancient. Those who left merely felt they had been suppressed for a lifetime and wanted to stand tall for a while."
He understood, because he had once been the same. Yet later, he had attained great enlightenment.
Cultivation had never been about resistance. One's heart should be still as water.
"Then let us wish those fellow Daoists who journeyed afar flourishing success upon the Great Dao."
"Hehe..."
As they spoke, the two of them unexpectedly broke into long, meaningful laughter.
Heavenly Calendar, thirty billion years!
A supreme Great