We're Going Home

Just then, the sound of light footsteps rang out.

Tap...

Every Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Lord's expression changed drastically at this moment.

That man approached slowly like an immortal descending to the world, wind rising beneath every step. Killing intent filled the heavens and rose with the wind; with one light step, he made the mountains and rivers of the Immortal Ancient Forbidden Ground tremble!

The White-Clothed Figure had already drawn near the ground. His indifferent gaze swept casually across the land, and all things withered beneath it, inexplicably... falling into desolation!

He slowly looked towards the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Race standing throughout all directions. The hearts of the Three-Eyed Experts inexplicably tightened, and some clansmen even took an involuntary step back.

Those eyes were far too extraordinary—so extraordinary that even a single glance was enough to make them impossible to forget.

His eyes were narrow and long, faint starlight rippling within his pupils. There seemed to be an alluring force inside them, yet they also carried an aura of taboo. Looking into them made one's heart sway, as though falling into an abyss.

The White-Clothed Man's lips curved slightly upward as he spoke softly, neither hurried nor slow. "I am Chen Xun. I have come to take my juniors home. I hope you fellow Daoists will give me some face and do not... fail to appreciate kindness."

That gentle voice slowly drifted in all directions. Every cultivator across the surrounding lands was suppressed by that silent pressure. For a time, no one dared make a sound, unable to discern this man's true origins...

At the end of the Starry Sky Ancient Road.

Wang Qianye was about to speak from atop the river of deathly aura when suddenly—

A Big Black Coffin, entirely pitch-black and engraved with formation patterns of heaven