"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Those words! A fellow countryman!" Ouyang froze on the spot, almost jolting out of his state of enlightenment.
He had never imagined his master had hidden himself so deeply. He had actually transmigrated into this world, just like Ouyang!
But why hadn't the system shown that he was a transmigrator? Though the screen was full of question marks, neither his titles nor his evaluation contained the slightest mention of Hu Yun's identity as a transmigrator!
And he was even a fellow countryman from the very same place as Ouyang!
Ouyang wanted to open his eyes, but enveloped by the Dao as he was, he could not move at all. He could not even lift his eyelids.
Immersed in enlightenment, his entire being sank into a strange state.
A jumble of emotions, all five flavors mixed together, kept intertwining in his heart.
That wondrous pleasure surged through him in wave after wave, reaching from the strands of his hair to the fine hairs on his toes.
He could neither explain nor describe it, but Ouyang seemed to have gained a much deeper understanding of this world.
This was Ouyang's first enlightenment since transmigrating here, and the first time he had sensed the existence of the Dao.
Now, all of Little Mountain Peak blazed with rosy light, and auspicious sounds rang out. Beneath a great mass of purple qi, it looked like a Secret Realm of immortals.
Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu stood on either side of the door to Hu Yun's room, guarding it like door gods.
They knew full well that someone inside Hu Yun's room was gaining enlightenment. In fact, given this terrifying spectacle, it would have been perfectly plausible to say he was ascending to immortality.
Though Bai Feiyu's expression remained unchanged as he stood