Just Because He Doesn't Like the Look of Me?

In the Thirty-Six Heavens, the smoke of battle gradually dispersed.

An earth-shaking battle finally drew to a close.

"It's time to go."

Shen Yun's expression was calm, his gaze cast toward the Immortal Realm beyond the dome of heaven, and he immediately prepared to set out.

In the battle just now, he had deeply experienced the terror of a Golden Immortal. Relying on karmic divine abilities alone was far from enough to kill the other party.

It was like a fierce tiger: even if it bit a Flood Dragon's vital point, at most it would only cause some trouble. If it wanted to take its life, it was still beyond its strength.

However, even Shen Yun had not expected that Pure Bliss Old Ancestor happened to be comprehending a Divine Sense art. That sea of consciousness explosion of his could be said to have struck right at the vital point. Without several thousand years of quiet cultivation, there was absolutely no possibility of recovery.

Just as he was preparing to leave, Ouyang Yuanshan at the side finally could not contain himself. He revealed his figure and stepped forward, bowing in salute. "I am Ouyang Yuanshan. Greetings, Azure Dragon Mister."

Ouyang Qinghe followed with a graceful bow. "I am Ouyang Qinghe. I have met you, Mister."

Shen Yun's footsteps paused slightly, and he replied indifferently, "What is it?"

When these two had first arrived, he had already sensed them. He had not planned to pay them any attention, but now that the other party had taken the initiative to come forward, he might as well see what their intentions were.

"Please rest assured, Mister," Ouyang Yuanshan said at once when he saw Shen Yun's misgivings. "We received a message from the clan just now. Pure Bliss Old Ancestor has suffered heavy