The figure formed from flowing water looked at Bai Yi before him, his eyes filled with recollection. He slowly raised his hand, took the Sea Jiao Hall True Disciple token into his palm, and let out a long sigh.
"My Nine Seas Manifest Dao Sect's legacy endured for over fifty million years. Yet I never imagined that, amid this great upheaval of heaven and earth, a mere two million years would be enough for even its final inheritance to vanish like smoke."
The figure lightly tapped the Sea Jiao Hall token, then offered it to Bai Yi once more.
His gaze shifted, falling directly upon the True Immortal tribulation corpse nearby. His formerly tranquil eyes abruptly turned ice-cold.
"Back then, I should have slain your life soul together with your divine soul outright."
"You old bastard. As a man of this era, facing two reincarnated Immortal Lords alone in that great battle was already enough for you to take pride in. Now be good and return to chaos."
The True Immortal tribulation corpse's divine sense settled upon the figure formed from flowing water. As though he had detected something, the terror in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a faint, confident smile.
"True Lord Xuanbo Guangji?! Had you been at your prime, I naturally wouldn't have had even a shred of courage to approach you.
"But now, in this state, I fear all that remains of you is a lingering thought hidden within that flood dragon's broken body, isn't it?"
The True Immortal tribulation corpse sneered as he looked up at True Lord Xuanbo Guangji's lingering thought. The True Immortal realm seemed only a single step away from the Immortal Lord realm, yet the difference between them was difficult to describe in words.
Back in that great battle, True Lord