Baili Fengyao's smile deepened, as though he had seen through Chen Xun's thoughts.
He pressed his palms together and said, "If we have the time, we will come directly to the Desolate Heaven Domain and discuss the Dao together."
"Good, good, good." Chen Xun nodded repeatedly. His slightly furrowed brows relaxed as he laughed. "Haha, worthy of the Abbot indeed. You saw what I was thinking at a glance."
Big Black Ox had quietly risen by then. Rather than standing beside Chen Xun, it stood at Baili Fengyao's side.
It stared blankly at the Abbot. The more it looked, the more he resembled Le Feng.
Big Black Ox sank into thought on its own, wondering whether there was some Immortal Dao of reincarnation or Dao of time in this world.
Its lifespan was still long... it could cultivate and study them.
As Chen Xun spoke with Baili Fengyao, more and more old acquaintances from the realm gathered around them.
Many of their faces had become far more weathered and profound, no longer carrying their former free and easy confidence.
Baili Wentian's hearty laughter never ceased. He paid little mind to Chen Xun's identity and spoke with him about the events of these past years.
When Chen Xun learned that Old Ancestor Jiu Hua and Marshal Grave Tiger had not entered sitting meditation... but had slain Defiled Lifespan until their own lifespans were exhausted, his eyes dimmed by a barely perceptible degree before turning into a soft sigh.
That inexplicable Defiled Lifespan had truly buried too many heroes of the realms. If Defiled Lifespan did not exist and the gates between realms stood open, he did not dare imagine how flourishing the human race would be.
Yet if such a situation truly existed, the human race would likely suffer countless calamities