Ji Yan's voice echoed through the mountains, deafening and enlightening.
"Besides, fellow Daoist Qing Yan, this is merely the unified direction of our Eternal Immortal Frontier's greater will. Our Immortal Borderland has only appeared within the Immortal Realm; we are not leaving the Immortal Realm."
"Discussing the Dao and sparring can be done within our Immortal Borderland at any time."
He slowly took another step forward. "Even at worst, when our Immortal Borderland reclaims wilderness, the powerhouses of the surrounding lands may battle the younger generation of our Immortal Borderland, while our Immortal Borderland's powerhouses may battle their Dao lineages. Even should they encounter beings they favor along the road ahead, it will not prevent any of you from taking disciples."
There was one more thing he had not said, but everyone understood.
Fight, then leave...
Because wherever the Immortal Borderland temporarily settled would inevitably be wilderness to reclaim. Once the reclamation was complete, they would naturally leave.
If any of your powerhouses or Dao lineages suffered losses in sparring and sought revenge, then wait until the Eternal Immortal Frontier next passed through your territory... though one could only hope you would still be alive by then.
And if that truly would not do, paying respects and offering incense to you would not be impossible either. It could be considered the fulfillment of the long-held wishes you had while alive.
Upon saying this, smiles had already appeared at the corners of many immortals' lips. They understood the meaning behind his words. Only the Mountain Clan Old Ancestor stood there with his mouth hanging open, looking around in every direction. His eyes were so comically wide that he looked like a helpless illiterate drowning in despair.
Gu Qingyan's pupils contracted slightly. Longevity... no matter the era, that term carried something of