"You have to go, whether you want to or not."
Chen Xun's tone remained calm, but his words allowed no doubt. "Believe it or not, with a single word from me, your Torch Dragon Nest will appear in the Five Elements Immortal Domain tomorrow."
"Then... we should go," Candle Dragon sighed mournfully.
Half a day earlier.
It had still been ferociously blasting Dragon Breath at a little black ox, only to be pinned down by a single glance, unable to move. It was as if it had taken a trip through the Gates of Hell, so it behaved itself now...
"Hehe, good. You know what's proper." Chen Xun smiled and leisurely took a sip of Nourishing Life Tea.
The Tai Chu Divine Grass, for which the powerful figures throughout the Tai Chu Valley region were fighting tooth and nail, lay right beneath his tea table.
Big Black Ox had gone to comprehend the Dao. Tai Chu Valley contained the most primordial formations in the Immortal Realm Heaven and Earth; this was also why the Heng Race enjoyed such long lives. However, they did not cultivate the Formation Dao, instead choosing to cultivate their Primordial Spirits.
"Impudent! What cultivator dares to be here?!"
At that moment, an incredulous roar suddenly came from the distant sky. "Candle Dragon?!"
Chen Xun rose to his feet and cast an indifferent glance over. "Little Crimson, Candle Dragon, let's go. Don't involve yourselves in the younger generation's struggle."
Candle Dragon was startled. It gazed wistfully at the tea table. Senior Chen, that's a Tai Chu Divine Herb!!
"Go."
"You think you can leave?!" A deep voice carried resolute intent, like a sharp arrow piercing through the stagnant air in an instant.
In the distant sky, cultivators suddenly charged in to kill. Surging, terrifying Primordial Spirit fluctuations