Distant mountains.
Chen Xun smiled warmly and slowly cupped his hands in salute.
Whether it was Heavenly Mountain or the Shui Mo Mountain Range, both were chasms that barred heaven and earth. Even cultivators of the Five Elements Immortal Domain had not fully explored them. Once they departed, who knew when they would meet again.
They left.
Chen Xun and the others watched the Fu Shi Religion recede into the distance. All that remained were traces of their former cultivation here. The place was empty and desolate; only the leaves of immortal trees swayed in the wind, gradually obscuring the final Fu Shi Religion Disciple from sight.
"Old Ox, seal this place with an array."
Chen Xun's deep gaze remained fixed on the distance. "They wished to leave behind some opportunities for the living beings of Heavenly Mountain, but this place was once also the wreckage of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Time Sand. It must not be touched."
"Moo!"
"Little Crimson, just leave behind some opportunities anew throughout these mountains."
Chen Xun spoke slowly, a profound look on his face, as though he were contemplating something else.
"Moo?" The Big Black Ox stepped forward and gently nudged Chen Xun.
"It's that old boy Gu Li Sheng. If he hadn't led the way ahead, the Fu Shi Religion would not have left so quickly, at the very least."
"Moo..."
The Big Black Ox hurriedly shook its head. Clearly, those Fu Shi Religion cultivators had healed their Rebirth Dao wounds; it should have had nothing to do with Young Master Gu.
"Old Ox, it was him."
"Moo?"
"There's no why. This beast damaged my Dao heart. He must be slain." Chen Xun spoke calmly, his expression utterly serious.
Little Crimson silently winked at the Big Black Ox.
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