For many, many years, Corpse Dog had been the strongest fighter among Green Mountain's four Guardians.
As time passed, he had become one of the strongest fighters on the entire Chaotian Continent.
No one knew just how high his cultivation realm was.
The higher one's cultivation realm, the more terrifying the heavenly tribulation encountered upon leaving.
He was somewhat like Snow Ji: ascending was countless times harder for him than for human Daoist cultivators. Even if he did not quite need the Immortal passage, it was still extraordinarily difficult.
By comparison, Big One's ascension had been much simpler. Zhao Layue had simply picked him up and taken him away.
If Corpse Dog wanted to leave the Chaotian Continent, this Heavenly Access Grand Formation was his best opportunity. No wonder he had remained sitting inside it, with no intention of moving.
-I wanted to go out and have a look too.
This was the first time all the Daoist cultivators, including the Green Mountain disciples, had heard Corpse Dog speak, and these were his words.
For countless years, except when the sect's survival was at stake, he had never left for even a moment.
Before, he had stayed in the dim, sunless Sword Prison; later, on this Black Jade Disc.
The Black Jade Disc looked beautiful and magnificent, but it was actually the ruins of Shangde Peak.
Of course he wanted to ascend, to see the Immortal Realm. He had stayed here all this time only because Green Mountain needed him.
Why was he a Green Mountain Guardian?
That was why.
Only today, with the Green Mountain Sect having united the world, had he finally asked to leave. Yet he was still a little embarrassed, so shy.
Having said this, Corpse Dog looked toward Green Mountain Many Peaks, habitually seeking permission,