Final Judgment, Heaven and Earth as Witness

At first Chen Fan could stand in the same spot, his hands leaning on his walking stick, eyes tightly shut, looking quite profound as he struck a pose so that when that fellow returned, it would appear he had composure.

Later on.

He had a Mortal Domain member bring him a small stool.

He was a bit tired.

Until.

The sky gradually darkened.

He raised his head to look at the slowly dimming sky in the distance, then looked at the copper sculpture before him that was still dim and indistinguishable. After a long, expressionless silence, he finally called over a busy Mortal Domain member not far away.

"You, guard right here."

"If this sculpture makes any movement, contact me at the very first moment."

"Celestial Pivot, grant him permission to directly link to my message talisman."

With that, he strode away toward the distance.

He would not wait.

He was tired.

Leaving only the Mortal Domain member standing dazed in place, listening in utter disbelief as "Celestial Pivot" transmitted in his ear that he possessed the authority to directly contact the domain master via message talisman. This fucking—

This was reaching the heavenly ears directly!

Returning to Cave One, Chen Fan lay on the rocking chair upon the city wall at the cave's entrance. It had been a long time since he last lay in this rocking chair. Mortal Domain was constantly changing, but this rocking chair was still Jiangbei's rocking chair.

It had never changed.

Or rather.

Many things inside this cave had never changed.

For instance, Cave One's Warehouse. Today, Mortal Domain already possessed several warehouse clusters of its own, but this "Warehouse" was still preserved and stocked with important supplies.

In a sense, the symbolic significance was even greater.

This was Mortal Domain's very first warehouse.