Living Small Realms of the Human Race Must Have Defiled Lifespan

Three years later.

The White Spirit Ferocious Beast still guarded the Spiritual Herb Garden, though it had summoned quite a few Desolate Male Beasts at the Transformation God Stage to carefully attend to that Moonlit Radiance Race demon within a great formation.

Today, its gaze shifted slightly outward, towards the roof of that Thatched Cottage which could be called a forbidden ground.

Three figures sat there, leaving it only with three seemingly solitary backs...

Above the heavens, Yun Ying drifted lazily. It was not blue skies and white clouds, but a fantastical expanse filled with multicolored rosy light. Even the clouds and mist lay layer upon layer, like a stairway to heaven.

The three figures all gazed into the boundless distance, where countless majestic peaks filled their sight.

"The world has changed greatly..."

Frog Daoist let out a long sigh, refusing to take the Dust Cleansing Grass from its mouth. "The killing aura of heaven and earth has dissipated far too much, and spiritual energy is exceptionally abundant. This is no longer that era."

Chen Xun reclined casually atop the Thatched Cottage and smiled. "The scenery is indeed magnificent, but it does not belong to you or me."

"I saw those grave mounds."

Frog Daoist spoke calmly, its whole body exuding an air of ancient vicissitudes. "Junior, it seems your story is rather complicated too. Did you crawl out of a divine soul as well?"

"Haha..." Chen Xun laughed casually without answering, still staring into the distance. "Old Ox and I escaped from a Small Realm. A powerful expert blasted it out of existence with a single cannon shot."

He said it with utter free and easy abandon, making Big Black Ox glance sideways at him, its pupils shrinking slightly. Chen Xun...

"Was it done by the Human Race?"

Frog