Wherever the Fat Daoist went, the cultivators around him turned pale, seized by the absurd sensation that "Great-Grandma is calling," while "I'm about to be buried." Powerhouses from every side could not help retreating several steps.
"Someone from Eternal Antiquity?!"
"Third Brother, I told you back then—the Eternal Antiquity cultivators are exceedingly strange. Not a single one of them is normal. Be extremely careful."
After saying this, the man frowned, still haunted by lingering fear.
That year, the Human Dao Pavilion and the Five Elements Spirit Estate Beyond the Sea had joined forces, wielding immense influence across the fourth echelon of Immortal Domains in the Three Thousand Immortal Territories. Countless factions and races had defected to them, willingly working on their behalf.
That was when they discovered that the Human Dao Pavilion actually contained members of the Eternal Ancient Human Race.
Later.
They had been sent flying by that Mountain Guardian Beast...
Those Eternal Ancient Human Race cultivators also carried an indescribable strangeness about them. Their qi and blood, divine souls, and everything else were strange. Even the entire Three Thousand Immortal Territories had failed to find any powerhouse capable of discovering where that strangeness came from.
In any case, it was damned inauspicious!
The Fat Daoist grinned broadly, then shouted, "Three-eyes, three-eyes!"
The cultivators of the Tai Yi Heavenly Court were startled.
"Eternal Daoist Friend?"
"Heh heh... make way for this Daoist Priest. What business do you have walking ahead of this Daoist Priest?"
"Eternal Daoist Friend, isn't that somewhat lacking in Immortal Dao Etiquette..."
Suddenly, a cold-faced man of the Heavenly Court looked at the Fat Daoist and said blandly, "By now, our two sides have long ceased all dealings. We are both people of the Immortal Dao, and the Great Dao around us is so vast.