At the same time, once the darkness dispersed, Mountain-Sitting Duck finally saw Chen Xun clearly.
A trace of stunned surprise flashed through its eyes. Why was Chen Xun dressed in black?
It had heard him say before that the Landscape White Robe had been sewn by his blood sister when she was little. It carried traces of her growth within it, and he would never change out of it...
Yet Chen Xun in black possessed an altogether different bearing—majestic without anger. That peaceful, harmless aura had vanished.
Mountain-Sitting Duck narrowed its eyes slightly. As it looked at Chen Xun's indifferent pupils, its expression suddenly went dazed for an instant.
For it did not sense the slightest alienation. Instead, an inexplicable warmth flowed through its heart. It was wonderful... beyond words, exactly like the feeling it had imagined when Sixth Junior Brother was resurrected and they first met.
Yet in that very instant of distraction.
Mu Hua Jue was already charging in from the horizon. This fellow Daoist was somewhat lacking in honor—his vast Immortal Might had directly pressed down upon his mount. This was already a declaration of war; no further words were needed.
"Mu Hua Jue, wait!" At this critical moment, Gu Li Sheng suddenly shouted a rebuke, his face turning incomparably livid.
Fishing Emperor... black robes!
He knew that Chen Xun's physical body had collapsed and his soul been torn apart on the Extraterritorial Battlefield that year. By a twist of fate, two Five Elements Immortal Bodies had been born, but that was merely one more means of preserving his life. There was no difference between the two Immortal Bodies.
But after the Chaos Ancient Road, that Immortal Body had gained experiences and memories. Within the Chaos Ancient Road... it had been Grandpa Futian, whose might shook the