"Junior Brother Ox, don't worry." Ji Kun nodded gravely and said with a smile, "This time will definitely not be a final farewell. And I brought back the remnant souls of Junior Sister Liu Yuan and Junior Brother Shi Jing. We can gather again, haha."
At those words, Big Black Ox's eyes held nothing but sorrow, especially at the sight of that white-haired state of old age...
Chen Xun fell silent again, merely watching Ninety-Nine Ring Mountain Peak draw ever closer as he continued pondering how to save Ji Kun.
Within an ancient forest.
Di Tian sat cross-legged, his gaze fixed upon the sky as though he had sensed something.
Meanwhile, Frog Daoist, within the Ninety-Nine Ring Mountains, had his face greatly changed. He stared solemnly at Chen Xun's World Breaking Ship, having detected a trace of unusual aura.
An ancient aura belonging solely to their era—the Myriad Races Great Slaughter Era...
"Daoist!"
"White Spirit, silence."
Frog Daoist bit down on a blade of Dust Cleansing Grass, his gaze incomparably grave as he sneered. "It seems the Five Elements Sect has gained another extraordinary cultivator. I just wonder whether he knows the name of I, the Chi Immortal Great General."
Suddenly!
A cold, stern gaze shot down from above. It looked not only at Di Tian, but also at Frog Daoist.
In an instant, Frog Daoist felt as though he had fallen into a ten-thousand-year ice cellar. Every hair on his body stood erect, and the blade of Dust Cleansing Grass in his mouth fell, only to be swept far away by the violent wind.
"Th-this is..." Frog Daoist was so terrified that he stood stunned, memories surging back like a raging tide.
A majestic immortal figure stood at the very front of the human race, its killing aura piercing