Suddenly, Ye Xuan rose to the heavens in one step, no longer sparing a glance at the little stone, leaving behind a solitary and desolate silhouette forever etched in the little stone's eyes.
"Master, disciple begs you not to leave!"
As the moment of parting arrived, the little stone finally burst into tears, for Ye Xuan was regarded in his heart as someone akin to family. Yet, Ye Xuan did not pause for a moment, disappearing far away into the heavenly vault.
"If my disciple truly possesses great determination, able to rise from this primordial world, even to compete against the powerful ones in the Chaos Great World, and ultimately catch up with me, then we as master and disciple shall meet again someday."
Walking alone for ages, accompanied only by the gentle breeze, Ye Xuan's voice echoed in the little stone's ears. This motivated the little stone to vigorously wipe away his tears and shout loudly to Heaven and Earth.
