The Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation...
Li Tiezhu looked at the young man standing with his hands behind his back and his chin raised, his face practically screaming, "I am invincible under heaven! Come worship me!" His mind was a tangled mess.
The... Heavenly Lord of the Way?!
Him?!
He felt as though his entire worldview was being pinned to the ground and ground into the dirt, all the mystique surrounding those myths smashed to pieces along with it.
Then... who was Xie Changsheng!? Who was Zhou Yan? And Fairy Luo...
He looked at them one by one, his scalp tingling fiercely.
"Tiezhu?"
Noticing his gaze, Luo Hongyi frowned. "What's wrong? Why are you so pale?"
"Huh? N-no, nothing!"
Li Tiezhu snapped back to his senses and hurriedly gave a couple of dry chuckles.
"I just... just thought the name of Uncle-Master Song's formation was especially fitting. So imposing! Its sheer might spills over, its spirit swallows mountains and rivers! It completely stunned me, haha... hahaha..."
As he spoke, he swiftly crouched down and picked up the shards of the shattered teapot.
He would never breathe a word to anyone but his master about where he came from or the guesses he had just made.
Luo Hongyi gave him a suspicious look, but since he could still joke around, she asked no further questions.
Yet beneath his forced smile, Li Tiezhu was utterly despairing.
His wish had always been to go home.
He had always believed that as long as he grew strong enough, one day he would find that Blue Planet somewhere in the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.
But if his guesses just now were true...
Then there was no road home. In fact... it did not exist at all!!
No matter how fast he flew, no matter how many Domains