"Leaves fall rootless; the Dao moves with the heart."
Yuan Chengsi stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the fallen leaves drifting through the Four Emptiness with a faint smile. "Though these vast Immortal Domains are peaceful, beyond those mountains lies an even broader heaven and earth. How can our sect forever remain indebted to the Dao Ancestor's kindness, living beneath his wings?"
"Gu Li Sheng!" Chen Xun's gaze flashed like lightning as he gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice. "Sect Master, can that righteousness of all ages truly not be cast aside? Your lineage perished because of it, and this rebirth was not easy."
"The Dao, Chen Xun—this has nothing to do with the Crown Prince." A barely perceptible surprise flashed through Yuan Chengsi's eyes. He did not understand where Chen Xun's emotions had come from; they had never crossed paths before.
This was only their first formal meeting...
"Sect Master, cultivating immortality means cultivating one's own heart. Fighting and killing, upholding justice for all under heaven—such things are not the duty of cultivators like us. If the Fu Shi Religion were to settle here for a million years, we would surely stun the world in one stroke. In this Immortal Soil Beyond the Domains, where could we not go?"
Before the words fell, a withered yellow leaf slowly flashed past Chen Xun's eyes. "There, ten thousand nations vie for supremacy and ten thousand races wage war. Countless Innate Lifeforms of peerless talent from the Immortal Realm fight for immortality in that land. Sect Master, could you perhaps choose not to go?"
"Precisely because of that, we must go."
A trace of confusion lingered in Yuan Chengsi's resolute gaze. "Chen Xun, if you already know the immortal history of our Fu Shi Religion, then