"As for us, mere mortals"
Speaking of which, Ye Jiu glanced angrily towards Northern Hong, "Some are deliberately suppressed. Hence, they can only make their way in the mortal realm, trying to make a name for themselves, improve their cultivation, and hope that one day they too might have a chance to ascend to the Immortal Court. I am just at a loss over how he managed to dissolve those vengeful spirits in just such a short span of one hundred thousand years."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yi silently looked towards the place of the Jin Guang.
One hundred thousand years? It didn't take that long.
When I chose between the Dao Infant and the Yin God back then, it seems I chose the wrong path.
Qinghua, you truly deserve to die.
...
"Hmm?"
In the secret realm in the back mountains of Peach Blossom Villa, a vassal of the Nanyang Sect-
a giant figure in dark gold sat against the mountain, with dark gold feathers trembling slightly, appearing immensely majestic.