"Fellow Daoist, you are being far too optimistic!" Xiao Hua shook his head helplessly and explained, "Once I learned of the immortal formation, the first thing I thought of was your Pangu Axe. But there are now two difficulties. First, we have no idea where this immortal formation is. It is far too profound—even beings as powerful as the Golden-Winged Great Peng and the Great Sun Tathagata World Honored One believed the far reaches of the West Sea to be the edge of this realm. How could we possibly find it? Second, even if we do find where the immortal formation lies, do you think your strength can surpass that of Senior Xu Zhi and Fairy Xingyue?"
"No!" True Person shook his head without the slightest hesitation.
"Moreover, you surely understand that the same magical treasure produces different effects in the hands of cultivators of different strengths. Though you have already mastered the Pangu Axe, you possess only the power for a single strike! It is still far from enough to cleave apart an immortal formation!"
True Person frowned and said with a bitter smile, "After all that, Fellow Daoist, it seems... you do not have the slightest confidence at all!"
"You are right!" Xiao Hua said frankly. "My mind is now a pot of porridge, and I have no idea what to do. I am like an ant on a hot pan—oh, somewhat better than an ant, because I know I am on that hot pan and am doing my utmost to find a way off it!"
"A way... does not seem easy to find!" True Person said thoughtfully. "Because the nests of those ants—Thunder Sound Temple, the Immortal Palace, Dragon Island, and the Great Sacred Hall—are all on this hot pan. They have never known that beneath their