Practice begins with immortality

After some twists and turns, Wang Bai and others finally returned to Tianhai Royal City.

"This is what happened." Inside the King City Lord's Palace, Xuan Tianhan, who had recovered, recounted his experience of going out to sea to Hai Haohan.

After understanding the situation, Hai Haohan sat on the throne in silence for a while, then said, "In that case, it seems that this matter has to be handed over to us old guys."

"Tell others not to enter the depths of the Sea of ​​Misty Sea without permission. If anyone refuses to listen to the advice and insists on going deeper, don't bother with them," he then instructed.

"Finally, nephew Xuan, you must return to Xuanbing King City. Brother Xuanbai wants you to return to Hanbing Valley immediately."

Hai Haohan's tone was serious and resolute, and it was obvious that he took this matter very seriously.

Xuan Tianhan nodded to show that he understood.

"I will go back as soon as possible and tell grandpa and the elders of the tribe what happened here," he said.

Xuan Tianhan and the others then left, leaving Hai Haohan alone in the palace.

Hai Haohan sat quietly on the throne, his mind racing. After a while, he suddenly stood up and flew towards the Savage Mountains.

At the same time, in the distant Xuanbing Royal City, an emergency meeting was being held.

A group of high-ranking figures of the Ice Clan gathered together to discuss important matters concerning the survival of the royal city.

When they learned that Xuan Tianhan was about to return, they finally felt a little relieved.

"The clan king's life span is short. Next, we must seal the snowfield off from the outside world."

.........

On the other side, in the Savage Mountains, at the top of Thunder Prison Mountain.

"Who?" Lei Chen, who was meditating on the top of the mountain, heard the footsteps and slowly opened his eyes. He whispered softly. His eyes seemed to contain thunder, making people dare not look directly at him.

"It's me, Mu Wusheng." As the voice echoed, an old man in a cyan outfit appeared on the mountaintop. His figure was graceful, his aura restrained, and he approached Lei Chen like a gentle breeze.

"It's Brother Mu." Lei Chen smiled slightly, stood up and greeted him, "Long time no see, Brother Mu is still as elegant as ever."

"Haha, Brother Lei is joking."

"How many years has it been since we last met alone!"

"Well...it's been more than seventy years in the blink of an eye." Mu Wusheng recalled the past years with a lot of emotion.

"Yes, time flies." Lei Zhen nodded in agreement, "But, Brother Wusheng, you still look so full of life and energy."

"Heh, he only looks okay on the outside." Mu Wusheng shook his head and said, "In reality, he won't live much longer. In another fifty or sixty years, he'll pass away."

"Alas, there's nothing we can do about it." Lei Zhen sighed and then asked, "I heard Xuan Bai has already entered the Ice Valley?"

"Yes, he plans to devote all his energy to educating his grandson in his last days." Mu Wusheng nodded and replied.

After reminiscing about the past, Lei Zhen asked Mu Wusheng, "Brother Wusheng, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Lei Ling died because of the Sea of ​​Misty Sea." Mu Wusheng said to Lei Zhen.

"Who killed him?" Lei Zhen said expressionlessly.

"The second guardian of the Blood Demon Cult, a peak king-level cultivator. He has reached approximately 73% of the True Meaning realm."

"Oh, he is indeed a strong man, and the great protector above him should be even stronger." Lei Zhen said expressionlessly.

"Well, but for you, it's not enough. The real problem is their leader," Mu Wusheng said to Lei Zhen. He then continued, "The Blood Demon Cult values ​​strength above all else. Their leader can suppress these powerful individuals with force, which shows how terrifying his power is. For him, there are probably few people in this world who can be his rivals."

"In that case, I will deal with this man. But before that--" Before he could finish his words, Lei Zhen rushed towards Mu Wusheng.

"Please die!" A fist flashing with blue and white light hit Mu Wusheng, directly smashing his body into pieces.

"If I were hit head-on by your Tiger Roaring Thunder Fist, I'd be shattered into dust. But this is just a piece of flesh and blood with some strength." The person who spoke was none other than Hai Haohan, who dropped from mid-air, holding a head in his hand. Anyone who saw this head would recognize it; it was none other than Wang Lan Qianfeng of the Xuankong Royal City Clan.

"It seems like we are the only old guys who can move." Hai Haohan said to Lei Zhen.

"Two people are enough." Lei Zhen said softly.

"I have ordered people to prepare the boat. We just need to follow the map when the time comes." After the two of them took off into the air, Hai Haohan said to Lei Chen.

"There is no time to lose, let's go now!"

"Well, it's considered as getting rid of a pest for the earth."

"To be precise, your goal is to fight the leader of the Blood Demon Cult."

Then they both started laughing.