A legendary figure in the boundary, almost every sect had tales of the Five Aggregates Ancestor, practically a living history of the world of immortals in Kingdom Qian.
All beings were silent, their hearts extremely excited.
Especially the great demons, hearing that the Taiwei Purple Immortal Trees were not extinct, felt their Dao hearts complete again! The senior's great righteousness!
But only White Spirit held its head high, Frog Daoist had said, with his return, it would be the mountain guardian beast! No, the mountain guardian spirit beast!
It was now considered an elder, having followed the senior from the beginning. In terms of seniority, no spirit beast here could compare.
Sometimes, while roots are important, choice and vision are equally crucial.
White Spirit chuckled softly, a smug smile secretly forming at the corner of its mouth, occasionally raising its head to look around, feeling satisfied.
On the white jade bridge.
Two hazy figures walked slowly, Zang You's heart almost in his throat, being the most respectful, bowing his head without lifting it.
Too powerful... so powerful that it quelled any thought of resistance!
The Flood Dragon Venerable had awakened, struggling to lift his eyelids, looking at the approaching white-clad figure on the bridge... too familiar, it was him...
Watching them approach, a faint, forlorn smile appeared on his lips.
"If you can walk out of the thousand-year Immortal Prison alive, this venerable will wait for you in Wild Heaven, to ascend to the Great Ascension Venerable."
"Chen Xun, you still owe my Flood Dragon clan of the Eight Veins a whip, this venerable awaits you to receive it."
"If you can't even leave Xuanwei Heaven, then this venerable has overestimated you, and you shall be buried in the Mengmu Sea Region, guarded by Palace Master Yin until your demise."
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The Flood Dragon Venerable's smile spread, his mouth widening.
It was a self-mockery, a helplessness, not expecting that the Void Refinement cultivator of the past had grown so strong...
While he, in their presence, was merely a mid-stage Great Ascension cultivator.
"...Ha, haha, ha..." The Flood Dragon Venerable finally made a sound, laughing bitterly, helplessly, hoarsely saying, "Little dragon... greets... senior."
Chen Xun's steps paused slightly, smiling peacefully, "Flood Dragon Venerable, I still owe you a whip. I said I would repay it, even if you were dead, I'd dig up your grave to return it."
The cold, silent words echoed in the air, making Zang You's scalp tingle, not daring to breathe, what kind of grudge was this?!
The Flood Dragon Venerable's head hit the ground heavily, forcing himself to sit up, revealing the last trace of defiance in his eyes:
"Chen Xun! Then prepare yourself, this is my last whip! And the last whip you owe my clan!"
"Come!"
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