In this fleeting instant.
Lin Fan's mind was flooded with thoughts, slightly chaotic. This was the most disorganized he had felt since becoming an Immortal Emperor—some excitement, some anticipation.
Zhou Qiang stood obediently at the side, not saying a word, silently waiting.
He didn't know what the Martial Ancestor was thinking.
But his heart felt at peace. After arriving in an unfamiliar place and being suppressed by unknown and powerful enemies, the threat to his life had left him restless. Now that the Martial Ancestor stood before him, what was there left to fear?
"How has the Martial Arts path I left in the Cultivation Realm developed?" Lin Fan asked.
Zhou Qiang replied, "The Martial Ancestor established the Martial Arts Stele, granting the living beings of the world a chance to cultivate. Before I came to this unfamiliar world, Martial Arts had already become the foremost legacy of the Cultivation Realm. Even the former cultivators could no longer compare to us."
