Illusory Moon Immortal Sect, Yao Fei

Chen Xun stood where he was for a long while, his gaze still fixed on that retreating figure. He laughed at himself.

He shook his head slightly and walked away with his back to the Chu Family's spirit beast carriage convoy.

The afterglow of dusk shone across the earth, golden-red ripples spilling out behind Chen Xun. His shadow gradually stretched longer, as though reaching to the end of time itself, utterly out of place amid the clamor of this Cultivation World.

With his hands behind his back, he looked up at the sky. His gaze grew ever deeper, and a faint curve touched his lips.

Back then, he had been scared half to death. Even when Junior Sister Liu stood right before him, he had not dared acknowledge her, betraying the promise he had once made with Liu Yuan, Shi Jing, and Ji Kun.

In the blink of an eye, the light boat had already passed through ten thousand layers of mountains. After ten thousand leisurely years, he had changed far too much.

He walked slowly across the land, the contemplative look in his eyes growing heavier and heavier.

Step...

Chen Xun abruptly stopped and suddenly turned around.

Far away, by the spirit beast carriage convoy.

Chu Zhen turned around at the same time. Beneath the setting sun's afterglow, the two figures turned in unspoken accord, their gazes suddenly meeting on Sunset Avenue.

At that moment, even the flow of time seemed to freeze. All noise and turmoil were cast behind this fleeting exchange.

Chen Xun nodded with a smile. It was as though he had understood something from that gaze—something that needed no words.

A faint smile also seemed to ripple through Chu Zhen's eyes. Perhaps it was because of Chen Xun's response, perhaps because something in her heart