The lump of rotten flesh, with black fish scales and golden feathers scattered irregularly across it, remained utterly silent.
The brief message Emperor Bone Brother had concealed within the Dao Principles of transformation received no response.
"Strange. Could old Flying Fish have died a little too thoroughly?" Emperor Bone Brother frowned and plunged back into the River of Fate projected from the Kun Peng Dao Ancestor's body. Quite a few Rivers of Fate flowed from the corpse.
"What does 'died a little too thoroughly' even mean..." Chen Yao grumbled.
"You still don't understand how tenacious someone can become after delving deep into the immortal path. Immortal Kings already begin to possess a certain degree of power that keeps them undying even when their Primordial Spirits shatter. Even the destruction of their True Spirits can hardly kill Quasi-Immortal Emperors. As for Immortal Emperors, even complete dissolution into ruin and the extinction of their Dao might not kill them. They still have a chance of returning," Emperor Bone Brother said faintly, no longer concealing his voice.
Upon entering the Sea Waterfall right before them, their proximity to the Kun Peng Dao Ancestor made its concealment remarkably effective.
As long as that fellow across the Boundary Sea did not wake up and search with all his strength, the concealment here would be even better than the region of spacetime chaos currently formed over the Immortal Ancient Ruins in the Chaotic Ancient Era.
"...Let me make this clear first. I never agreed to become your son or anything," Chen Yao added.
"Sure, sure, sure." Emperor Bone Brother spoke indifferently. "The essence of humanity is eating your words. Back when I used my cooking to hoodwink those old fellows, their mouths were just as stubborn as yours."
"Fuck." Chen Yao helplessly pressed a hand to