"Humm-"
Wang Ba's figure swiftly rose from the surface of the Ruins of Zhangshi.
Below him, Divine Patterns stretched like binding ropes across the surface of the Ruins of Zhangshi, reaching every part of it. As Wang Ba rose, they vanished.
Within the ruins, the many cultivators looked up at Wang Ba in bewilderment and uncertainty, not daring to act rashly.
After flying out of the Ruins of Zhangshi, Wang Ba nodded to the enormous transparent figure that only he could see and said:
"Senior, your Dharma body is extraordinary. Ordinary methods of relocation have no effect on you. If this method is activated, please remember not to resist."
Sensing the Divine Patterns Wang Ba had laid across his surface, the enormous figure nodded slightly, having guessed something of Wang Ba's intentions.
But just then, Wang Ba suddenly spoke again:
"Right, I still don't know what to call you, senior."
The enormous figure paused slightly, then answered without concealment:
"Just call me 'No Return.'"
"No Return?"
Wang Ba was somewhat surprised.
The name was truly rather strange, clearly an alias rather than a real name. It also differed somewhat from what Wang Ba had guessed, prompting him to say:
"I thought your surname was Zhang, senior. I didn't expect this name."
"It seems you, too, have a past that cannot be shared with outsiders."
"A past?"
No expression could be discerned on the enormous figure's face, but upon hearing Wang Ba's words, a trace of confusion seemed to appear in his eyes:
"Too much time has passed. Even if I really did have a past, I've forgotten almost all of it... I only remember that I seem to have served under someone formidable and followed them into battle."
"But later, the one I followed encountered a powerful enemy. I, too,