"When this junior was preparing to head to the Desolate Heaven Domain, I heard that an Ancient Immortal Realm had emerged."
"How many years ago was that...? So what was the outcome?"
"This junior seemed not to have made it in time. The Extraterritorial Battlefield was vast beyond measure; getting lost there was only natural."
"...Mm." Ling Kongshen nodded calmly, his white brows tightening ever so slightly. You had no status whatsoever in the Extraterritorial Battlefield—where had you heard such news?
Yet he did not ask further. His peripheral vision merely swept over the wooden box before he looked elsewhere.
Tian Yun continued earnestly, but his voice suddenly rose several notches. "Later, this junior heard that the Immortal Court's imperial prince had emerged and intended to battle at the Celestial River. As disciples of our State Religion, we naturally could not shrink from duty and boldly set foot upon the road to the Celestial River!"
"...Mm. Looks like you got lost again, kid, and didn't make it."
"Old General, your insight is truly sharp!" Tian Yun drew a deep breath and praised him as though it were only right.
Bang!
Before his words had even faded, an iron fist as huge as an ancient mountain came smashing down. Tian Yun let out a miserable shriek. "Ah!!!"
Another spray of crimson blood scattered through the air.
Ling Jun gave a light cough and looked around. "Everyone, turn around and stand guard in all directions. Once the Nine Heavens Immortal Envoys have received them, we will proceed to the Jade Bamboo Mountains."
"Yes." The surrounding experts answered, no longer looking toward the old general.
At the bow of the ship.
Tian Yun's face had swollen into a deep red mass, and he looked as though he wanted to cry but had no