Immortals had existed in the Elder Ancient Era. Or rather, the Elder Ancient Era should have been called the Immortal Era.
Ouyang had also lived through that era himself, and his understanding of it was fairly clear.
In that era, people thought only of how to worship Immortals and win their favor. They even offered up their dignity and their right to live to those so-called Immortals.
The Immortals of that time had truly reached the point of treating all things as ants. They could even decide the life and death of a million living beings on a whim.
In the end, they deserved to have Li Taibai stab them down from the heavens one by one!
"A thousand people see a thousand faces? Xiao Bai, what do you see?" Ouyang asked.
Bai Feiyu took a look, then said hesitantly, "An old man wearing a Daoist robe patterned with immortal cranes!"
Bai Feiyu naturally recognized the old man before him. In fact, "recognized" was an understatement-he was extremely familiar with him.
After all, back when he had been Sword Immortal Li Taibai in his previous life, the first Immortal he had slaughtered was this very old man!
The Artifact Ancestor!
The progenitor of every implement in the world!
This Artifact Ancestor was also the Immortal worshipped by the Sword-Forging Clan! The Immortal whom Ou Yezi had not dared defy even unto death!
When Ou Yezi had finally sacrificed himself to the sword, Bai Feiyu had made this Immortal his first target.
In Bai Feiyu's eyes, the old man before him appeared as an endearingly portly elder, but the shocking scar across his neck seemed to be reminding Bai Feiyu of something.
It felt as though he had slain that Immortal only yesterday.
*So hard to kill? A wisp of his