Ever since entering the Day Dao, Zui Wuya had remained on high alert, ready to face any danger at any moment.
Yet these two fellows acted as if they were out for a leisurely stroll.
Yi Feng was one thing. Young people lacked experience, and his nonsense could be dismissed as a joke.
But his junior brother was simply outrageous!
After cultivating for tens of millions of years, now that he was in a dangerous place, he was actually chatting and laughing with this young man.
He had forgotten the pain as soon as the wound healed.
Back then.
Their group of martial brothers had been young and hot-blooded. Not knowing the depths of the waters, they entered the Day Dao and encountered an ancient ferocious soul. Six of them had perished, their Dao dissipating!
What a horrifying and agonizing memory that had been!
Even now, Zui Wuya still felt lingering fear whenever he recalled it.
Even though his cultivation had advanced greatly and he was now fully capable of looking down upon an entire region, Zui Wuya still did not dare relax in the slightest. Every step he took was as cautious as walking on thin ice!
Yet his junior brother kept nodding along and laughing.
He wore an expression that clearly said, "You're right about everything."
Did he still have even the slightest bearing of a senior?
Even if he valued this young man, was his attitude not far too fawning?
The two of them traded lines back and forth, practically turning the Day Dao into a sightseeing destination.
It was simply Kuafu singing without looking at the score—utterly absurd!
They kept talking about rumors, wearing ignorant, joking expressions.
These two had no reverence whatsoever, nor had they learned from those who came before them. If they kept