"Hey, Boss." Bai Xinghan gave a goofy laugh. "...It's been so many years."
"Neigh~" Lightning Arrow was the most excited of all, looking at Chen Xun as though he had seen his own father.
Only the Sea Macaque was no longer beside them, having vanished without a trace.
Chen Xun gave a rare, unclouded smile. After a long silence, he said, "It's enough that you're back."
Roar~~~
In an instant, a roar resounded all around them.
Old Ox, Little Crimson, and the others rushed over, their faces alight with excitement and exhilaration. They had never imagined the two were still alive. Rumor had it that the Myriad Mountains had long since emptied out and had suffered the worst "devastating blow."
Later.
Others from ages past returned here and there.
The entire Eternal Immortal Frontier remained desolate, looking ever lonelier amid this vast sea of heaven and earth, standing apart from the world.
Ten thousand years later.
The Ancient Divine Mountain Continent gradually regained a trace of its former splendor.
But no new beings were born, nor were there any new disciples. Only occasionally could immortals be seen discussing the Dao in twos and threes.
Chen Xun and the others remained free and easy, living as they pleased.
Only now, everyone tacitly refrained from discussing the immortal Dao or the Great Dao, as though everything along their former immortal paths had become clouds and smoke of the past. No one traveled far anymore to pursue that elusive, transcendent realm.
The years flowed past like water.
They illuminated none of those from ancient times, nor reflected any familiar faces of old.
A million years passed as Chen Xun and the others occupied themselves with all sorts of little diversions. Heaven and earth remained as stable as ever. News of the outside