Forget it.
Chen Qiuqing sighed lightly, and didn't have time to feel sorry for the deaths of the Xuantian Sect Saintess and the others. After all, time has really passed for a while. If he had exiled all three of them in a small world back then, perhaps they could have survived now.
At least it wouldn't be too boring.
Maybe they could have held on, that Daoist Bai He just broke through, so his longevity should be enough.
...
A hundred breaths later.
Chen Qiu appeared in the Da Xia Country, bringing only Fat Long along.
"Whew..."
On the Boundless Snow Mountain, Fat Long gazed down at the Da Xia Country, and looked with a feeling of nostalgia towards Fufeng City, saying: "Brother Qiu, do you feel like time passes really fast? Back then, the two of us broke out step by step from Fufeng City, and now it's the two of us returning here."
"Is the Heavenly Dao really under the Boundless Snow Mountain?"
"Perhaps."
