"Elder Tianxing indeed spent a period of time living with us in this small world,"
Nan Wubo's face bore a look of recollection as he began to speak slowly.
"He even promised to take all of us, affected by the Immortal-Demon War, back to the Nine Provinces Realm, whether out of kinship or respect for my master, Elder Bailin."
"And at one point, he almost made good on that promise..."
"But unfortunately, just when we thought that we could rely on Elder Tianxing, a top cultivator from the Mahayana Realm, to return home, those things unexpectedly summoned their 'god' for which they had offered sacrifices!"
When Nan Wubo mentioned that 'god', his body shook involuntarily.
The bearded brawny man beside him did the same.
"Even though those beings had such weak cultivation, apart from their Innate Divine Ability to flawlessly transform into anything in the world, they only knew how to wield those primitive weapons infused with the power of laws in a frantic manner.
