"That's not quite it." Shi Hao shook his head. "I'm still some distance from the depths of the Calamity Land, let alone the Weird Ancestral Land. It's a little too early to be leaving last words."
"These Immortal Emperors who've come to surround and kill me..." Shi Hao smiled, a hint of pride in his expression.
"They're not qualified to make me leave last words."
Meng Chuan ignored Shi Hao's showing off and caught one phrase.
Surround and kill!
That meant Shi Hao's true body, far away in the Calamity Land, had been fighting all this time—and against a group of Immortal Emperors!
"Then why did you appear this time?" Meng Chuan asked, puzzled. Why had Shi Hao sought him out?
The Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin had appeared right before him. Shi Hao had definitely come looking for him.
"To see you as you are now." Shi Hao looked at Meng Chuan. There was something meaningful in his eyes when he said "now."
"Me as I am now? I can't help you with anything right now."
"You said it yourself: right now."
Meng Chuan and Shi Hao met each other's eyes, then both laughed.
Shi Hao put on no Immortal Emperor airs. Nor was he someone who had cultivated until he became utterly devoid of feeling, though his emotions were not as rich as Meng Chuan's.
Shi Hao was human too.
"You've always been confident," Shi Hao said with a smile.
"Likewise," Meng Chuan replied.
It was strange. Though this was their first meeting, there was not a trace of awkwardness between them.
Shi Hao gave Meng Chuan the feeling that they had known each other for a long time.
He patiently explained some things to Meng Chuan, telling him where he was now and what he planned to