Then.
The two began arguing and tussling again. Chen Xun held onto the fish bucket brimming with their haul, and his words showed no sign of yielding either.
In the distance.
Little Crimson and Song Heng kept whispering conspiratorially, their snickers unceasing. They were probably saying that the Immortal Realm had endured vast ages and possessed such boundless lands, so it seemed the "Immortal Tombs" were ripe for the picking—time to go out and make a little autumn windfall.
They hit it off at once.
Little Crimson did not like digging into the family reserves in the Eternal Immortal Frontier, and Song Heng naturally could not go excavating graves to cultivate there either. Of course, they had to go wreak havoc beyond its borders.
Before long, a delicate-featured woman joined them. She looked very familiar.
Coastline.
"Lightning Arrow, go be this old man's fish bait."
"Neigh?!"
"Old bastard!!"
"Master, this is improper..."
Within the Immortal Sea, an old bastard could be seen dragging a great horse along while two disciples continually tried to dissuade him. One was furious beyond measure, while the other wore an awkward expression.
"Crown Prince, the Immortal Realm Heavenly Court is in trouble."
"It has passed."
Gu Li Sheng remained composed, without a trace of emotion stirring across his face. "Whether it flourished, declined, or sank into ruin was never Heaven's will, but the choice it made for itself. Such is the passage of time; there is no need to dwell upon the past. The inheritance of our Immortal Court has long since been scattered between Heaven and Earth. That is enough."
Heavenly Dragon Earthly Tiger shuddered, lost in a daze for a long time.
At this moment.
Gu Li Sheng suddenly turned back. It was as though he were gazing into an endlessly distant