Chapter 4300

"The long river slowly recedes as the morning star fades; the blue sea and azure sky reflect a heart heavy with the weight of every passing night." Chen Xuan had witnessed the annihilation of a brilliant tribal civilization. He traveled through the starry night, crossing countless rivers and mountains. Though the journey was long and the road grew distant, he kept his dreams alive and his resolve firm, pushing toward the easternmost edge of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces. In his trance, he felt as if he had left behind the chaos and carnage of the mortal world, escaping all darkness and evil. Yet, Chen Xuan knew well that leaving the Three Thousand Dao Provinces would not protect him from the pursuit of the Burial Immortals. The Burial Immortals of this era were even more formidable. He had faced multiple ambushes along the way, and after countless bloody battles, he felt a profound sense of exhaustion.