Later.
Chen Xun took Big Black Ox and the others wandering, bringing Mu Feng out of Eternal Antiquity as well.
It was obvious.
Chen Xun had gradually begun distancing himself from this mortal world. Those few figures were forever reflected in his eyes. From then on, he no longer enjoyed liveliness, much less joining in the bustle, and he touched no Heaven and Earth Karma.
In this Immortal Realm,
apart from Ni Canghuan and the others, no younger generation caught his eye.
Apart from Ke Ding, Sky Wheel, and the others, no fellow Daoists caught his eye.
Immortal Realm Calendar, 1.1 Million Years.
A full hundred thousand years had passed since Ji Kun transformed into antiquity and descended into the lower-realm universe.
Immortal Realm, Underground World!
Yet beneath the Immortal Realm was not dark, silent death, but an incomparably vast underground heaven and earth.
The ground here was not made of ordinary earth and stone, but layer upon layer of Immortal Spirit Stone crystal walls, like a glazed continent sleeping through eternity. Light surged in their depths, illuminating veins that had endured since ancient times.
Enormous earth chasms hung upside down like the vault of heaven. Stone pillars, majestic as mountains, rose from the earth and pierced all the way to the summit of endless darkness. Radiant spirit vines grew upon them, like a galaxy cascading down.
The underground lakes in the distance stretched boundlessly. Their waters were not clear, but flowed with milky-white Immortal Qi, churning like a sea of clouds rising and falling.
Now and then, one could see a floating crystal mountain suspended above the abyss of the void. The entire mountain was transparent yet heavy, having remained unmoved for myriad years, standing silently like an ancient relic.
There was no wind here, yet heaven and