Chen Xun did not know what kind of person the former pillar of the human race, the Ji Family Forefather, had truly been.
But the human cultivators of that era had all been filled with human nature and hot blood.
For a tiny mortal span of time, small as dust, Chen Xun had remembered it to this day—remembered every person's voice, face, and smile.
Ji Kun had been the same...
Chen Xun's nature had never been anything special. There had been countless beings like him, and Ji Kun had happened to be one of them.
Even when the Five Elements Sect had parted ways that year,
only Ji Kun had exhausted his life's strength to see them off. They had always been people like this, drawn to one another and, without a word, becoming the closest of friends.
Even after Big Black Ox had witnessed so many changes in the mortal world, Senior Brother Ji alone remained unforgettable in the depths of its heart.
Within the Five Elements Sect.
Amid the Ring Mountains.
A little toad spread open both palms and roared toward a mountaintop veiled in mist and encircled by great formations, "Ox Daoist, appear!!!"
**Roar~~~
Its resounding voice lingered in every direction. There was no one around it anymore, because Frog Daoist had been roaring here with an excited expression for an entire month.
White Spirit hid in the distance, secretly shaking its head.
The Daoist was beyond saving in this crazed state...
Yet Frog Daoist tirelessly continued to roar, "Ox Daoist, I'm counting on you for Big White Spirit's matter! Appear!!!"
Roar!!
It looked somewhat comical and ridiculous.
But Frog Daoist truly had no other choice. Ever since it had appeared before the world during the Battle of the Heavenly River,
it had thought it would ascend