The gazes of Eternal Antiquity's most ancient powerhouses grew slightly dazed.
They had always known Ximen Black Ox well, yet that fleeting glimpse carried a hint of unfamiliarity within the familiar.
His gaze was somewhat different from before.
Deep and profound, boundless at a glance.
"Old Ox."
Suddenly, an exceptionally gentle voice broke the silence and snapped the immortals out of their daze. Chen Xun stood ahead with his hands behind his back, smiling as he nodded lightly.
Clop...
Big Black Ox stopped. He, too, smiled faintly and nodded firmly.
The man and the ox held each other's gaze for a long time. No one knew what passed between them, only that they had been together long, long ago-together as mortals, together as cultivators, and together to this day.
Clop, clop.
Big Black Ox slowly began to run. Strangely, no one could see the route he took. They could only sense that he seemed to be approaching, drawing ever closer. In less than a breath, he appeared before the immortals.
They had not even sensed any fluctuations of Heaven and Earth Qi or magical power. He had arrived before them through some strange method of descending through karma.
"Moo~"
"Second Brother."
"Roar!! Brother Ox!"
"Croak..."
"Quack, quack!"
The atmosphere finally began to stir. Yet Big Black Ox remained calm as he walked past his old friends one by one, seemingly sniffing their auras. His gaze was earnest, and surprise flashed in the eyes of everyone he sniffed.
"My respects, Ox Ancestor-hey, Ox Ancestor!" Ominous Old Ancestor suddenly cried out, bowing deeply while trying to flee. He was not accustomed to being sniffed like this, but Big Black Ox pinned him down with a single hoof and sniffed him fiercely.
A burst of laughter suddenly rose around them.
"Fellow Daoist