Xie Tian left with a question: Do you think it's possible, and went on his own to Pang Xuan's place of seclusion.
The man in black stayed, filled with infinite emotions.
"I really like the feeling of being underestimated by you..."
"If only you could unify your understanding and actions, that would be even better..."
After his sentimental sigh, he knew that now, being bound and placed on the stake by Xie Tian, the only thing he could truly do was to cultivate in this millennium-rare sacred land of cultivation.
"Even if I die, I want to die as an Immortal Lord!"
Almost gritting his teeth, he murmured these words, and the man in black found a disciple to lead the way to cultivate in a seclusion second only to Xie Tian's.
Arriving at Pang Xuan's seclusion site, everything destroyed by Pang Xuan's palm was already restored as if new.
Xie Tian got closer for a better look, finding no trace of repairs.
"Perhaps it's the power of the years..."
