"Heh, Yu Xuan."
For some reason, whenever Chen Xun thought of that woman, he wanted to laugh. "That year, you first looked down on her for not killing the Nine-Pulse Jiaolong, then looked down on her for not making it onto the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance's wanted list. You weren't afraid of trouble—you were afraid the trouble wasn't big enough."
"Hehe." Thinking back to that year, Mo Yehan could not help but smile with the weight of time. "Brother Chen, opportunities in the Immortal Realm are endless. Even if you are now a Supreme Strong One of the Immortal Dao, that is only now. It does not mean the same will hold true in the future."
His unspoken meaning was that he would not give up on fighting Chen Xun again.
"Just as expected of Brother Mo." A glint flashed through Chen Xun's eyes.
That was how their generation had come up back then. Old Senior or immortal... fight!
If one lost such spirit, there would be no hope on the immortal path.
That was why he had never paid any heed to the clamor of the various immortal domains and Innate Lifeforms toward the Five Elements Immortal Domain. This was a good thing. If the Immortal Realm were a pool of stagnant water, it would be rather dull.
Mo Yehan rose to his feet and slowly lifted his rod. His movements seemed unhurried, yet without notice, a vast and majestic immortal aura roared out of his body like a colossal beast suddenly awakening after a thousand-year slumber!
Bzzzz—
A long, resonant hum sounded, as if the first morning bell between Heaven and Earth had rung out, making even the Great Dao Power in the surrounding void hum in response.
His robes stirred without wind, snapping in the air. As