The two Semi-Saints in the field looked grave, their Tao Kingdom above their heads extremely real, engaging in a blood battle spanning ten thousand years.
When he entered, everyone else turned their gaze towards him.
The True Dragon and the Old Ghost had already returned first.
The True Dragon showed neither joy nor worry, just a thoughtful expression.
As for the Old Ghost, when asked, he just shook his head and said, "Difficult, difficult, difficult."
At this moment, they observed Li Changzhou and found that he too had neither joy nor sorrow, merely offering a slight smile of gratitude and friendliness when looking at the Fairy.
The Fairy signaled to the Immortal.
The Immortal sighed with a hand to her forehead and led the Fairy to Li Changzhou.
"Look, she wants to be your wife," the Immortal pointed at the Fairy.
The Fairy nodded, "King of Black Fog, I am willing to..."
"Wait," Li Changzhou interrupted, "What's going on?"
