After Five Billion Years as a Sun, I Became an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 177

You Wouldn't Even Call Me a Fellow Daoist

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Gray Gray stared blankly at the sea of stars overhead with its great donkey eyes.

Lightning.

Fire.

Packed so densely they filled its limited field of vision.

And then there was that battle just now.

It had just watched with its own eyes as Si Chen dealt with those three red-armored cultivators as easily as pinching chicks.

Gray Gray blinked.

It seemed to have understood something.

Something very important.

Master Si Chen... really did seem invincible under heaven!

Gray Gray silently lowered Xie Changsheng half a rank in its heart.

It wasn't that Changsheng, its lord, wasn't good enough, but that Master Si Chen was outrageously powerful.

It shook its head, feeling a little guilty toward Xie Changsheng for thinking that.

But another, even more absurd thought soon surfaced in its mind.

If Master Si Chen was invincible under heaven, then the donkey beneath him...

Even if it had spent most of that time being carried.

Rounding things off, didn't that make it beneath one man and above ten thousand immortals?

At that thought, it suddenly stopped being afraid.

It even adjusted its posture within the golden light, raising its head and puffing out its chest, doing its best to project the bearing of a "peerless divine donkey."

Unfortunately, no one was looking at it.

While donkey carts raced through Gray Gray's head, those "coffin lids" across from them finally stirred.

There were twenty-seven in all, somewhat larger than the previous three.

Figures flew out of them, numbering over a hundred at a rough glance.

Every one of them wore red armor.

Just then, the cabin door of the largest flying boat slowly opened.

A figure walked out.

This man wore black armor.

His armor was more elaborate than the red suits, and a visor covered most of his

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