The morning light was faint, and the sparse sunlight penetrated through the clouds and fell down, illuminating the embarrassed young girl.
The tears in Sang Luo's eyes finally stopped, and he raised his hand to touch the side of Chu Yanshu's face. A smile appeared on his face, and his pupils were once again filled with bright light.
"Okay, then let's walk the Avenue of Immortality together. I will accompany you to reshape your body. When you are settled in Cangwu Fourteen Continents, I will take you home."
Chu Yanshu nodded, smiled softly, looked into her eyes and said,
"good."
But the next moment, something unexpected happened.
The old man carried the fishing rod to the shore, looked at the two people not far away with a smile, and said with a tut,
"However, a mere mortal-level god can deceive the way of heaven and escape from the hands of Yuan Di. I didn't expect that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the Cangwu Fourteen Continents are still full of talented people."
He came in steps, and with every step he took, the surrounding chaotic seawater rose up, making way for him.
Sang Luo subconsciously stood behind Chu Yanshu and summoned the Fengli Sword.
But at the moment she summoned the long sword, the old man slightly raised the fishing rod in his hand, and the spiritual energy swept over him like an overwhelming force, and Feng Li was forced back into her bones and blood.
There was a sweet smell in Sang Luo's throat, and he couldn't bear the pressure and half-knelt on the ground.
The old man glanced at her, smiled softly and said,
"Little girl, don't be so rude to your elders."
Sang Luo raised her eyes, her face turned slightly pale, and she could sense the gap between them.
She is no match for him.
Chu Yanshu leaned over to Fusangluo, and indeed found a burst of extremely strong spiritual power that instantly imprisoned him.
The young man's face changed slightly, and he spoke with difficulty,
"We have no intention of falling here. If senior doesn't like it, we can leave as soon as possible."
"Unintentional?"
The old man laughed, took off the bamboo hat on his head, and hung it casually on his shoulders.
He looked like just a skinny little old man with dark skin, and his aura blended into nature, just like an ordinary old man in the mortal realm.
"I have been fishing here for thousands of years, and I know that there is a Cangwu Fourteenth Continent above this sea of chaos, but today, the Cangwu Fourteenth Continent above is gone."
The old man spoke slowly, his eyes swept over Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu, and he said with a tut,
"Not only that, I also noticed the aura of an acquaintance."
As for who the acquaintance is, he is naturally the owner of that giant hand.
Sang Luo's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his eyes as he looked at the old man were full of defense and vigilance.
Why are you so unlucky?
Just out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den.
She looked at the sea of chaos behind the old man and gritted her teeth. She wondered if she could escape if she jumped into the sea of chaos and was restrained by the power of chaos.
The old man looked at Sang Luo's expression and smiled again,
"Little girl, if I want your life, you have no chance to stand here right now."
Sang Luo looked at the old man, smiled and said,
"Since senior has no intention of making things difficult for us, let's leave here now and ask senior to let us go."
The old man listened to what Sang Luo said, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and raised his eyes to look in the direction of Chu Yanshu,
"I really have no intention of embarrassing you, but he has to go with me."
He searched for a long time and finally found it here.
With such pure soul breath, it can be seen at a glance that he has inherited that person's orthodoxy.
The sinking of Cangwu Fourteen Continents into the lower realm has nothing to do with him, and as for the way back to this realm, whether it is destroyed or surviving, he does not care at all.
It's just that it concerns the Demon God's Demonic Bones, which is a big deal.