Chen Tang carried the fat old man's body to Wusun Country and buried it at the foot of the Celestial Mountain, to rest alongside the Golden-Winged Roc.
Throughout the journey, his heart was troubled, still unable to recover from the passing of Emperor Wu and the others, and he had no time to heal.
He relied solely on the powerful self-healing of the Vajra Indestructible Body, recovering a little strength.
Chen Tang stared blankly at the fat old man's tombstone, speechless.
Suddenly, the Little Golden Roc pecked at him, chirping as if urging him.
"What is it?"
Chen Tang was puzzled.
The Little Golden Roc kept turning its head, looking toward the north of the Divine Land.
"Do you want me to set off quickly for the Three Thousand Snow Ridges?"
Chen Tang asked.
The Little Golden Roc chirped in agreement.
Suddenly, Chen Tang remembered something.
