Although there was a hint of displeasure, Chen Hai's words were not harsh, and they sounded rather calm.
Yet, for some reason, his simple few words sent a chill into the hearts of Qingmu and Wan Zhongshan.
"Taoist Friend Chen, Wan Zhongshan and I have come to the peak of this Immortal Mountain to bid you farewell!"
"In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed. When we first met, you were merely at the Golden Immortal Realm, but now, not only have you achieved Quasi-Saint, your strength far surpasses the average Quasi-Saint."
"Now, on this Primordial Land, you are truly standing at the pinnacle. There is not much more that Wan Zhongshan and I can help you with if we remain here."
"According to the agreement from those years ago, now that the millennium limit has been reached, it is time for us to leave!"
Qingmu's old face turned red; those words from Chen Hai had completely woken him up.
