"I know."
Chen Xun looked towards the vast sky, his gaze penetrating between heaven and earth.
"Factory Owner?!" Song Heng's expression froze.
"Song Heng, you can leave. Return to the mountain first. I have requisitioned this area at the center of Divine Mountain Continent." Chen Xun's tone was exceptionally cold. He had already sat cross-legged high in the sky, and the Great Dao Law Patterns between his brows, dim for countless years, finally stirred.
"Factory Owner, after saying all that, you wanted to use me?!"
Song Heng stood dumbfounded and spoke shakily. "Th-this... this is the route linking the Immortal Tombs that I spent ten thousand years opening..."
"If you had not opened it, how would I have known?" Chen Xun raised a brow. "Song Heng, I am pleased that you could open this path connecting to the Outer Star River for This Dao Ancestor, but you should watch your words."
"I..." Song Heng was aghast. "Factory Owner, my Immortal Tomb is here!"
"I have experience guarding tombs, digging tombs, and burials. Rest assured." Chen Xun remained perfectly calm throughout. "If anything is damaged, This Dao Ancestor will personally repair it for you."
It was over!
Song Heng's heart skipped a beat, and even his belly seemed to swell a great deal. He had already guessed that Chen Xun intended to draw in the Profound Yellow Energy born from the collision at the Outer Heaven and Earth Battlefield.
The commotion would surely be World-Destroying!
Damn it...
Song Heng screamed inwardly. The Factory Owner was indeed still the same Factory Owner—he would not waste a trace of opportunity.
Boom...
Song Heng ran. He sprinted wildly across the vast, desolate mineral-vein lands beneath the mountain ranges while roaring, "Factory Owner, this Immortal Tomb is my only place of peace! Please treat it