Xian Jue blanked out for a moment.
Yet he already felt the world spinning. Ke Ding had been smiling as he looked at Chen Xun, just about to ask about the war in the Three Thousand Immortal Territories, when a gust of wind exploded toward him the next moment.
His eyes opened slightly wider. Before he could even speak, Chen Xun had already left.
"Ke Ding, make proper arrangements for Yu Xuan. She is also the descendant of an old acquaintance of yours, so absolutely do not slight her. Let her choose any territory in the entire Eternal Immortal Frontier. I have urgent business."
"Chen Xun, in such a hurry?!"
"A world-shaking major event!"
"Understood."
Ke Ding's expression turned solemn as he gave a grave cupped-fist salute.
When he came back to his senses and turned towards that direction, a glint flashed in his eyes. A meaningful expression emerged on his face, and inwardly he instinctively cried out: Oh!
Ke Ding resumed staring straight ahead with a dead-serious face, no longer wanting to leave this place.
Three days later.
Primitive Forest Sea, outside the Ascension Passage.
A large tea stall stood nearby. It had always been a place for living beings from all sides of the Eternal Immortal Frontier to "pay homage" to cultivators ascending from the lower realms. Yet today, it was exceptionally lively.
A cultivator who had ascended from the universe had actually blended into the tea stall and become the center of attention.
He had short hair and ice-blue skin. He spoke grandly here, as though ascending had been no different from returning home. There was not the slightest trace of unfamiliarity or fear on his face.
The clothes he wore were not traditional garments either, but a peculiar suit of battle armor.
His name was