"This is my Central Preservation Palace."
Fang Qianyuan looked at the unfamiliar Ancient Cultivator he had seized and drawn over, making him appear out of thin air, and spoke with leisurely composure.
The Past King's expression was grave as he looked around. Where were the Wild Mushrooms and the broad road? Where was the vast Wildwood?
Putting this together with the memories he had already assimilated but had never been able to examine properly because of the pull of cause and effect, the Past King finally understood.
"You're Fang Qianyuan!"
There was no way Liu Chuanxi could not have known about Fang Qianyuan. Yet when the Past King had assimilated Liu Chuanxi's memories, he had turned a blind eye to everything concerning him, selectively forgetting and skipping over it.
The Past King was well traveled and knowledgeable. He understood full well what all this meant, and cold sweat involuntarily broke out over him.
"A Golden Immortal powerhouse, an Immortal King..."
"No, your aura is wrong!"
"You're nothing of the sort!"
After a brief moment of stunned distraction, the Past King could not help feeling delighted.
At first, this sudden turn of events had truly frightened him. He had thought Fang Qianyuan really was a Golden Immortal powerhouse comparable to the Ninth Layer of the Dao Realm, someone he could not possibly resist.
Even at his peak, he had only reached the Mysterious Immortal realm. Although it was merely one layer lower, the gulf was as vast as the distance between heaven and earth.
If that had truly been the case, he could never have entertained even the slightest thought of resistance.
"Oh? A Golden Immortal powerhouse-is that how your era classified cultivation realms? I have heard that from Middle Antiquity to the Near-Ancient Era, the Immortal Alliance lineage possessed many