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"Zhou Yan."

An ethereal immortal voice sounded by Chen Jichuan's ear.

The voice appeared.

Then an image appeared.

He raised his head and, as though looking across a layer of space, saw two Daoists clear as day.

One was an elegant middle-aged man in a Yin-Yang robe.

The other was a middle-aged man in a green lotus-leaf robe.

They seemed to stand among the clouds, looking toward him.

Chen Jichuan glanced at them. Without using Insight, understanding rose in his heart, and he naturally knew who they were. He quickly stood, cupped his hands, and said, "I, the humble immortal Zhou Yan, greet you both."

Immortal Dongyuan.

Immortal Qinghe.

Chen Jichuan's heart tightened.

He had heard of both immortals. Immortal Dongyuan, in particular, held immense renown and prestige throughout the universe and among True Immortals.

Once anyone swore a Dongyuan Oath, whether they followed the righteous path or the demonic path, they had to honor it. None dared break it.

Chen Jichuan himself had once sworn a Dongyuan Oath to Immortal Dongyuan in the Divine Land World.

But until now, he had only heard of him—and only as a name associated with the Dongyuan Oath.

Today was the first time he had seen the man himself.

And under circumstances like these.

Immortal Dongyuan.

Chen Jichuan pondered the name. Unsure why the immortal had come, he remained wary.

He had never heard anything evil about Immortal Dongyuan, but the Dongyuan Oath alone was enough to make him wary. Across the vast universe, no one knew how many True Immortals had died under it for breaking their vows.

When it came to killing—

When it came to a fearsome reputation among True Immortals—

Even if Immortal Dongyuan did not rank first, he stood near the top.

Moreover, he was versed in the