"Moo moo~~" An impassioned bellow of a bull came from there, brimming with every kind of emotion—being moved, delight, and more.
Chen Xun halted, slowly raising his head to look towards the end of the mountain path. At that moment, the wind stilled, the clouds rested, and light and shadow solidified.
A warm smile flickered in his eyes, as though he had seen the warmest light in his memories.
Clang—
Suddenly, a clear sword cry tore through the air. Amid the rosy radiance, the long hair of that man with bound hair stirred gently. His back was as clear and bright as ever, a longsword slung across his shoulder.
He laughed in a loud voice, his voice like a gentle breeze entering the forest. "If this senior brother has not mistaken you—then the one arriving should be junior brother Chen, correct?"
That laughter pierced through the dust of eternal ages. Like an old dream returning, it struck straight at the heart.
Chen Xun stood quietly on the mountain path, his expression calm as still water, yet a thousand layers of waves churned in his gaze. After a moment, he slowly raised his hand and bowed to the man in the rosy radiance.
The instant his voice fell, Heaven and Earth seemed to quake. Cloud-wreathed peaks surged, and all immortal winds bowed low.
"—Chen Xun of the Five Elements Sect pays homage to Senior Brother Ji."
His immortal voice exploded like rolling thunder, shooting straight through the nine heavens and piercing mountains and seas. Like the echo of the Dao, it lingered among the mountains and rivers for a long time.
Boom!
Rumble rumble rumble!
The Jade Bamboo Mountain Range, originally bustling with earth-shaking clamor, became so silent in an instant that a pin drop could be heard. The expressions