The old man closed his eyes once more after Madman Liu.

But his hands were lightly stroking the black cat on his knees, and his rough hands that were covered in wrinkles were trembling lightly, causing him to seem rather restless.

After a long time, a sigh resounded out. “All those years ago, it wasn’t just you who owed that person a favor.”

    …

The peak of the mountain of books, the Art Cultivation Grounds.

Chen Xi walked towards the distant lotus platform that emitted a myriad of divine lights with steady footsteps, and it was just like his current feelings, calm while carrying firmness that was like steel.

Even though they hadn’t bid each other farewell, but he still knew that Madman Liu had already left to the Immortal Dimension, whereas what he could do now was work hard to improve his strength and protect the safety of the West Radiance Peak.

The brilliant rays of light were like rain that suffused the entire heavens and the earth, and along with his approach, an indescribable fluctuation stretched out from the lotus platform. Chen Xi’s soul couldn’t help but tremble when he sensed this fluctuation, and he felt slightly dazed.

It felt as if he was in an ancient and chaotic land, and there was no sky, no land, no mountains, no rivers, and no living beings everywhere his vision could reach.

There was only a boundlessly...