Within the Hall of Human Heart, ten thousand Heartfires swayed to the whims of Chen Dengming. In one Heartfire, the rugged and domineering face of Dongfang Huayuan appeared, causing the Heartfire to stabilize and even drift outwards, projecting a voice as arrogant as ever.
"Stinky kid, you really aren't dead, huh? What's the situation within the Broken Heavenly Immortal Realm now? Since you contacted me so quickly, it seems the Longevity old man and Qu Shenzong must have won big."
Hearing Dongfang Huayuan's familiar rough and unrestrained voice warmed Chen Dengming's heart, but thinking of the Ancestor's current predicament, he truly couldn't manage a smile, and he responded.
"Junior thanks Elder for your previous sacrifice to save me; otherwise, Junior would likely have no chance to contact you now."