The Willow Deity left, dissolving into wisps of light that scattered between heaven and earth. In the end, this was only an imprint and could not last long.
"Everyone, we'll meet again if fate allows. I'm off!" the Undying Being said, then strode away without a backward glance.
Next, Qi Daolin came over, exchanged a few words with the two of them, and prepared to leave as well.
He intended to venture deep into the Uninhabited Zone to find the White Tortoise carrying the Supreme Hall.
"Old man, with those scrawny arms and legs of yours, don't waste your energy. Better to preserve that useful life and kill enemies on the battlefield than die a pointless death in there. No one will even collect your corpse."
Lin Fan tried to dissuade him.
"You brat..." Qi Daolin bristled, his beard quivering and his eyes bulging.
Yet when he recalled how the little brat who once had no cultivation had now become a towering figure, a thousand emotions welled up within him.
"Once I'm gone, look after your junior brother." Leaving those words behind, Qi Daolin departed in the end.
The Supreme Hall was a thorn in his heart. Unless he saw it for himself and found its former grounds, the stone weighing on his heart would never lift.
Lin Fan shook his head and could not be bothered to say more.
He remembered that Qi Daolin had not actually died. After entering the Gate of Origin, he had been taken straight into the future by Shi Hao, who had reached above Sacrificial Dao.
That was fine too. He could skip the dark years in between and become an immortal in a single step.
All at once, the great experts had cleared out. The place fell quiet, leaving only Lin Fan and