Senior Brother Jiang Chuan

In a small alley paved with green tiles.

Faced with Donghuang's question.

Zhang Ling merely shook his head lightly. "I won't tell you where I come from. The Celestial Fate Emperor Lord is about to return, and to avoid bringing him trouble, today, I'm merely an ordinary wandering cultivator, here for the chess game."

Donghuang fell silent for a moment, deep in thought.

In the end, he did not make a move, because he knew it would lead nowhere.

The other party could stand on equal footing with the Celestial Fate Emperor Lord, which meant he possessed equal strength and backing.

His Majesty's return was imminent. At such a critical juncture, no disturbances could be allowed.

Donghuang's gaze returned to calmness. With a wave of his hand, he lifted the restriction shrouding them both, and faint ripples spread through the surrounding space-time.

Zhang Ling smiled and turned to leave.

"Fifty years ago, when you helped Primordial Heaven and Earth, that must have been the Celestial Fate Emperor Lord's intention as well."

"Tell the Celestial Fate Emperor Lord that since he is undergoing the tribulation of reincarnation, he should not entangle himself in too much other karma. What the tribulation of reincarnation fears most is playing the savior."

Having left those final words behind, Zhang Ling departed without looking back.

Donghuang's eyes flickered. He offered no explanation, merely turned and returned to the courtyard to continue his seclusion.

Meanwhile, atop Coiled Mountain, Luo Chen was drinking with Wangji while observing Zhang Ling's movements. A strange look flashed through his eyes.

What did the other party mean by those final words?

A savior?

Luo Chen looked at Wangji across from him. Perhaps sensing Luo Chen's gaze, Wangji's hand paused as he raised his cup.

"What are you looking at me for? Come