The discussion of the Dao began.

Circle after circle of ripples of silver divine radiance arose from the surface of the bronze coffin, and it simultaneously enveloped Dong Bowen and the figure formed from the Ancestral Dragon Daolord’s Will Brand.

With the ability possessed by Chen Xi and the others, they were utterly unable to hear the discussion of the Dao between the two of them, and they could only watch from afar.

“Dammit! That fellow was actually able to seize the first opportunity!” Little Bao was indignant.

“What should we do. If that Dong Bowen really succeeds, then wouldn’t we have come here for nothing?” Ye Yan was slightly anxious.

Chen Xi couldn’t help but frown when he heard all of this, and he pondered deeply without end.

“There’s no need to worry. This is fate. We just have to work hard to strive for it, and if we’re unable to attain our wishes in the end, then we don’t have the fate to obtain this fortune.” At this moment, Senior White seemed to have stopped obsessing about the matter, but Chen Xi acutely noticed that while Senior White seemed to be relaxed, Senior White was actually worried as well.

This was normal. After all, this fortuitous encounter was related to Senior White’s ability to advance. Even if he’d lived for countless years, he was no different than everyone else when it came...