The entire Jade Bamboo Mountain Range set sail at this moment, plunging into the waters of the Primordial Chaos River. This voyage was exceptionally steady; they seemed to be swimming beneath the sea, watching the endless phenomena of the Primordial Chaos River shoot past overhead.
Chen Xun and Big Black Ox sat cross-legged atop the mountain, dumbfounded. They had never seen such a magnificent sight and remained lost in a daze.
"Awesome..."
"Moo moo..."
After a long while, they finally voiced their awe, feeling strangely as though their lives had been worth living.
Drawing boards and Image Recording Stones had naturally been prepared.
It was not only them. Aside from Gu Li Sheng and Song Heng, everyone else in the mountain range was in much the same state as Chen Xun and Big Black Ox, shocked to the utmost extreme.
They looked as though they felt their Immortal Dao had reached its end, that it was time to be buried in the earth and rest in peace, with nothing left worth anticipating or discussing.
Ke Ding stood at the edge of the mountain range and did not participate in refining the Heavenly Palace Foundation. His lips trembled wildly with shock and excitement, yet he forced out not a single word.
Two years later.
The Jade Bamboo Mountain Range had more or less returned to normal. Everyone went about their own tasks, all quite busy, though nearly every immortal here was recovering from injuries.
Chen Xun still tirelessly refined Primordial Chaos River water.
Ever since Third Sister had taken control of the authority of Primordial Chaos Heaven and Earth, he no longer needed to venture beyond the mountain range, only to return covered in wounds.
Now, he could sit upright atop the Ring Mountains, refine the heavenly river, extract endless Profound