"Back then, this junior had planned to travel to the Desolate Heaven Domain. I heard that an ancient immortal had emerged."
"How many years ago was that...? So what happened?"
"This junior seemingly did not make it in time. The Extraterritorial Battlefield was vast beyond measure; getting lost there was only natural."
"...Mm." Ling Kongshen nodded calmly, his brows tightening by a barely perceptible degree. You had no status whatsoever in the Extraterritorial Battlefield—where had you heard such news?
Yet he did not ask further. He merely swept the corner of his eye over the Wooden Box before looking elsewhere.
Tian Yun continued earnestly, but his voice abruptly rose a few notches. "Later, this junior heard that the Immortal Court's Crown Prince had emerged and intended to head to the Heavenly River for a battle. As disciples of our State Teacher Fu Shi, we naturally could not shirk our duty and boldly set foot upon the road to the Heavenly River!"
"...Mm. Looks like you got lost again, kid, and failed to make it."
"Old General, your insight is truly keen!" Tian Yun drew a deep breath and praised him as though it were only right.
Bang!
Before his words had even faded, an iron fist as large as an ancient mountain came crashing down. Tian Yun let out a shrill scream. "Ah!!!"
Another spray of crimson blood scattered through the air.
Ling Jun gave a light cough and looked around. "Everyone, turn around and guard all directions. Once the Nine Heavens Immortal Envoy has received the people, we will proceed to the Jade Bamboo Mountain Range."
"Yes." The surrounding powerhouses answered, their gazes no longer turning toward the Old General.
At the prow of the ship.
Tian Yun's face had swollen red beyond recognition, and he looked as though