Chapter 1170: Chapter 1170: Zhuang Zhou’s Morning Dream Confuses the Butterfly (Part 2)

"Why does that purple light want to stop me..."

"Why do I want to chase that red-clothed woman..."

Ning Fan’s eyes were vacant, pondering this question, yet destined to find no answer, lost in thought for a long time.

The wind of destiny has calmed, and the crucial turning point of reincarnation seems to have passed with the departure of the red-clothed woman.

Dusk leaned westward, tired birds returned to the forest, the fiery clouds on the horizon faded, and finally, dusk was replaced by night.

Ning Fan gazed at the night sky for a long, long time. Though he had been in this world for thirty-eight years, he still didn’t know who he was, or where he should go.

"Why can’t I remember anything? I don’t want to stay here anymore..." Ning Fan murmured to himself.

The feeling of not knowing who he was, was too painful, too torturous, making Ning Fan detest everything about this place.

He wanted to leave.

And at the moment when he just gave birth to this thought, his entire being turned into a bolt of lightning and dissipated from the world.

...

Against-Fate Thunder Technique, the attempt failed! Because the practitioner harbored a rebellious consciousness...

Ning Fan awakened from meditation, showing a peculiar expression, and around him, only a very short period of time had passed since he initiated the Against-Fate Thunder Technique.

During this extremely short period, he, using the Against-Fate Thunder Technique, spent a long thirty-eight years in another world, another reincarnation...

Utilizing the Against-Fate Thunder Technique, he astonishingly transformed a wisp of spirit sense into lightning, traversing to another reincarnation, which is truly an inconceivable thing.

Dust Realm, True Thunder Nation! Without a doubt, his wisp of divine sense traversed to a segment of reincarnation in one of the Three Great Realms, definitely not the Land of Dreams’ history!

This was his first time using the Against-Fate Thunder Technique, and needless to say, there were too many experiences and insights to summarize.

"So the incomplete stage of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique cannot retain memories after crossing reincarnation..."

"So when the practitioner develops a rebellious consciousness, they can exit reincarnation at any time and return to reality..."

"From the moment I traversed reincarnation, my consciousness began to weaken with the flow of time. Although the me within the reincarnation was oblivious due to being embroiled within it, receiving those thirty-eight years of memory and recalling it now, I can still discover some clues. If my consciousness hadn’t constantly weakened, I wouldn’t have been moved to tears by the feelings of ordinary people’s family bonds, nor would I have chosen to escape reality and leave. In hindsight, staying for thirty-eight years in the incomplete Thunder Technique’s reincarnation was almost my endurance limit, wasn’t it..."

Ning Fan concluded the critical aspects of using the Against-Fate Thunder Technique, then his gaze focused as he began to ponder several perplexing matters encountered during the reincarnation.

The first perplexity, why did the True Thunder Clan’s reincarnation coordinate fall on Lailong Town in the True Thunder Nation.

What is special about Lailong Town?

To hard-press its special place, it seems only that a mortal named Hui Shi, with a mortal body, opened the Third Gate of Tianren—must their talents be so against destiny...

"It appears both True Thunder Nation and Hui Shi have a vast connection with the cause of True Thunder Clan; otherwise, the repeatedly passed-down reincarnation coordinate of the True Thunder Clan wouldn’t coincidentally appear here at this time..."

The second perplexity, exactly who was that woman suspected to be in the red clothes? When I wanted to pursue that woman, why did a purple light appear in the reincarnation to stop this...

"I once encountered that red-clothed woman in a wild dream; she should be a Taicang Calamity Spirit named Red Yaksha... She is too similar to the woman in red, there must be some cause and effect in this... Yet the feeling she gives me, strangely resembles Sword Ancestor. Before I had such an understanding of Sword Ancestor, I might not have been able to notice, but now, I can tell that there is something odd about this; could there be some connection between her and Sword Ancestor; and what is her relationship with the woman in red..."

Past lives and present lives, it’s too complicated, even with Ning Fan’s high intellect, whenever it involves these matters, he still feels a headache coming on.

And the most perplexing thing to him is, why did that purple light try to stop him...

"Without a doubt, that purple light is the power of Zidou Reincarnation, sent by the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign across time and space of reincarnation... Is Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign disallowing me to interact with that woman during the crossing of reincarnation, or is there something else I’m unaware of..."

Ning Fan frowned.

A Fourth Step Immortal Emperor wouldn’t act without cause; if an action is taken, there must be a reason of significance.

The question is, what is the reason behind the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign’s action, it’s too bizarre...

Ning Fan shook his head, dismissed the peculiar feeling embedded deep inside his heart, and closed his eyes to regulate his breath.

When he adjusted his breath to the optimal condition, Ning Fan performed the Against-Fate Thunder Technique for the second time.

...

It was still an unfamiliar time.

Still an unfamiliar place.

Ning Fan walked the streets of Lailong Town, puzzled.

The landing points of performing the thunder technique twice seemed incorrect...

But what is the thunder technique...

What is a landing point...

Not understanding...

Ning Fan walked the streets of Lailong Town, everything here made him feel both familiar and strange. It seemed as though he had been here before and stayed for a long time, yet it also felt as though... it was his first time here...

He didn’t know where to go.

No one could see him, no one could tell him.

He wandered aimlessly in Lailong Town, as if searching for something, yet precisely didn’t know what he was looking for.

Long, long...

Ning Fan stopped in front of a familiar yet unfamiliar broken house.

This house was very broken, it looked like an old relic of some years.

"It seems, I might have come here before..." Ning Fan was dazed, not remembering that this house once belonged to Hui Shi.

This broken house, for some reason, has been well-preserved by the residents of Lailong Town, with even some residents voluntarily guarding it and preventing tourists from visiting.

Curiously, this broken house actually attracted quite a few tourists, who, despite regulations, insisted on visiting.

And unlike the town’s villagers, these tourists were basically not mortals but highly powerful cultivators, among them not a few Immortal Emperors!

"What’s peculiar about this broken house... Or perhaps, the house itself is negligible, but someone notable once lived here..." Ning Fan pondered.

As he was contemplating, several tourists beside him suddenly made nine kowtows in front of the house, as if in reverence.

"Is this the former residence of Sage Hui Shi! Such a humble abode, yet it birthed a saint, remarkable!"

Who is Sage Hui Shi...

"The life of Sage Hui Shi truly counts as legendary! In his youth, he was abandoned by the White Thunder Sect Branch for lack of talent. Later, after losing his mother in middle age, Sage Hui Shi suddenly set a grand ambition to become an Immortal Cultivator. Haha, starting cultivation at forty-eight, normally he wouldn’t have any foundation opportunities. Yet, Sage Hui Shi achieved it, and all the way advanced to become a Saint, truly remarkable!"

Starting cultivation at forty-eight, becoming a Saint...

"Not everyone in the world blossoms young; many are late bloomers and rise later to surpass the early birds. Sage Hui Shi was talent of this sort, starting cultivation at forty-eight, in just three months entering Harmonious Spirit, another three reaching Core Formation. Ten years to reach Nascent Soul, another ten to Divinity Transformation, a hundred years to Void Refinement, and another hundred to Void Fragmentation, and yet again another hundred to achieve the realm of an Immortal. A thousand years to Enlightenment, another thousand to Shedding Void, a thousand to mumbling, and in ten thousand years, unexpectedly rose through the Timeless Realm, becoming a Saint at the age of thirteen thousand! At the age of thirteen thousand, such a speed to sainthood is said to rank among the top ten in the Real Realms, rumor has it that even several Immortal Emperors predicted, Sage Hui Shi possesses potential for the Fourth Step, and that even a Calamity Master once personally summoned Sage Hui Shi..."

A Saint of thirteen thousand years old...

"Your information is outdated. I have the latest news: Sage Hui Shi, appointed by the Calamity Master, is about to take over the entire True Thunder Nation, becoming the youngest ruler in the history of the True Thunder Nation!"

True Thunder Nation Ruler...

"As long as Sage Hui Shi continues to grow, the era of the True Thunder Nation can surely arrive!"

Ning Fan frowned and departed.

This wasn’t the news he wanted to hear, it wasn’t.

He did not know what he wanted to find in Lailong Town, but upon hearing this news, he suddenly had an urge to seek out this Sage Hui Shi, to see what this person’s abilities were.

But where is this Sage Hui Shi...

He did not know.

Thus, the moment he walked out of Lailong Town, he was lost once again.

In the vast universe, Ning Fan did not know where to go. Until by chance, Ning Fan heard from a passerby that Sage Hui Shi was currently in the capital of the True Thunder Nation, holding the coronation ceremony of the nation’s ruler.

"So, if I head to the capital of the True Thunder Nation, I will be able to see this person..."

Ning Fan began to make his way toward the capital of the True Thunder Nation. Overhearing the direction to the capital from some passersby was not a difficult task.

But the problem was, the True Thunder Nation was too vast.

Ning Fan had walked in the direction of the capital for ten years and still had not reached it.

One day, Ning Fan saw a Master flying across the sky and suddenly had an inspiration: Why didn’t I fly?

Then Ning Fan shifted to flying, his speed was very fast, faster than any Eternal Old Freaks he encountered along the way.

Yet, after traveling like this for ten years, he was still far from the capital.

Ten years were enough for Ning Fan to circle the four heavens and nine worlds hundreds of times.

But it wasn’t enough to travel from Lailong Town to the capital of the True Thunder Nation. Exactly how big was the True Thunder Nation; how big was the Dust Realm; how large combined were the three Great Realms...

Unfortunately, without memory, Ning Fan couldn’t think through such complex matters, he didn’t even understand why strange thoughts often popped up in his mind.

Another ten years, Ning Fan finally arrived at the capital of the True Thunder Nation. But by this time, the coronation ceremony of the ruler had already happened thirty years ago!

That Sage Hui Shi had long left the capital, having gone on a journey for truth...

Ning Fan had no choice but to leave the capital and continue searching for Sage Hui Shi.

He did not know why he wanted to find him, it was just instinct, a beast-like intuition.

After searching for another ten years in vain, Ning Fan’s consciousness collapsed, and the Against-Fate Thunder Technique concluded.

...

Ning Fan awoke for the second time from his meditation.

Sorting through the various pieces of information gained in reincarnation, Ning Fan was filled with mixed emotions.

That sage named Shi, finally had his surname, full name Hui Shi, stepping into the Saint Realm at a mere thirteen thousand years.

A Saint of thirteen thousand years... truly exceptional talent, for this Ning Fan, who had always been proud among his peers, it was the first time he’d seen a wall of cultivation.

Ning Fan’s bone age was already one hundred and seventy thousand years, having only cultivated to the Immortal King Realm.

This level of cultivation speed could be considered astonishing in the Era of Decline; it could also be startling in the three Great Realms.

But it certainly could not be considered unprecedented, without predecessor or successor.

At least, Ning Fan asked himself, this Sage Hui Shi surpassed him in many ways.

With a mortal body, he opened the Third Gate of Tianren; with a bone age of thirteen thousand years, he stepped into the Saint Realm.

He couldn’t compare.

But what does it matter, he doesn’t want to be the best in the world. As long as his strength is enough to protect certain people, that is enough.

What puzzled Ning Fan was that the landing of the second Against-Fate Thunder Technique seemed different from the first.

First, the space landing point was different.

For the first time, his space landing point was by the river outside Lailong Town.

The second time, he landed directly inside Lailong Town.

Additionally, the time landing point was also different.

For the first time, when he landed, Hui Shi had not yet taken the surname Hui and was only eight years old.

The second time, Hui Shi had already become a Saint, with thirteen thousand years having passed.

"I performed the Against-Fate Thunder Technique, the time and space coordinates are clearly fixed, why are the arrival time and space points not fixed..."

"The coordinates are the same, yet the landing points are different..."

"If reincarnation is something unchanging, those same coordinates would definitely land in the same place; but if reincarnation is ever-changing..."

"Is reincarnation like the sundial, a dead thing, ever-changing with the daylight..."

"Or perhaps reincarnation is not a dead thing, but... a living thing! One that can grow, can change, with its own moods and will... Haha, this thought seems too defying of the heavens, but since I haven’t seen reincarnation with my own eyes, how do I know this possibility doesn’t exist..."

Boom!

A huge realization suddenly flooded into Ning Fan’s heart, causing his eyes to shine brightly, as if in that moment, he had once again touched the essence of reincarnation!

No one knew what he realized.

After a long time, Ning Fan began the third performance of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique.

Unlike the previous two times, this time, Ning Fan made some adjustments, some attempts...

...

Unfamiliar time.

Unfamiliar place.

Upon the third enactment of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique, Ning Fan did not land in the True Thunder Nation.

In sight, there was a vast expanse of barren land, with countless residents of the True Thunder Nation having migrated here, proliferating and thriving.

The True Thunder Nation had relocated! 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

They had betrayed the Taicang Calamity Spirit and joined the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign under the Zi Dou Immortal Domain!

Rebel from the Dust Realm, join the Nether Dust Realm!

In the newly migrated territory of the True Thunder Nation, many Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators came here to express their welcome to the True Thunder Nation.

"Haha! Great! With the addition of Sage Hui Shi, our Zi Dou Immortal Domain is even stronger!"

"Those arrogant Taicang Calamity Spirits must be greatly impacted!"

"First, the Red Yaksha from the Calamity Master’s Eight Thunder Generals defected, and then the True Thunder Nation turned against us. Clearly, the hearts of the people are with our Zi Dou Immortal Domain."

"I heard that Sage Hui Shi now has the cultivation of the Jiu Bai Ji Lun Hui, not far from the Fourth Step. Even if it’s less than a thousand reincarnations, he can still achieve Merit Reverse Saint..."

"A Half-Step Immortal Emperor at the bone age of three million years, such a frightening qualification."

"You’re wrong. For the Sage, things like bone age are illusory; the number of reincarnations is what’s real..."

"So that’s it..."

Ning Fan looked blankly at the new territory of the True Thunder Nation, observing the scenes around him.

The complex information buzzed in his ears.

In front of him lay unfamiliarity.

He did not know why he was here.

He didn’t know who he was, or where he was going.

He wandered aimlessly, invisible to those around him, even Sages who occasionally flew by could not see him.

He walked through the bustling crowd to where the lanterns were sparse.

As he continued walking, a river suddenly appeared ahead, a bridge over the river, and someone on the bridge.

It was an equally lonely old man, at the edge of the lantern-lit realm, staring blankly at the rushing river.

The old man, with his hair white as snow, had cultivation that was unfathomable.

But none of this was Ning Fan’s focus.

The focus was that the old man’s appearance gave Ning Fan an inexplicable sense of familiarity, even though he couldn’t recall where he had seen this person before.

What made it even more incredible was what happened next.

As Ning Fan’s gaze landed on the old man, the old man turned his head to look at Ning Fan.

He could see him!

He actually could see him!

"It’s you!" The old man seemed to recognize Ning Fan but was somewhat unsure.

"Do you know me?" Ning Fan was moved and walked onto the bridge, moving to the old man’s side. It wasn’t easy to find someone who could see him, so Ning Fan valued it greatly.

"Perhaps I know you, or perhaps I know not you but another reincarnation, a different person..." The old man’s words carried a trace of bewilderment, the same bewilderment seemingly the reason for him standing here alone.

"I don’t understand." Ning Fan shook his head, genuinely not understanding.

"Nor do I. Many years have passed, and I still don’t understand." The old man sighed, truly not understanding, as the more one cultivates, the less one seems to understand.

"What are you looking at here?" Ning Fan asked with a frown, intuition telling him this old man was extraordinary, though he couldn’t grasp the old man’s background due to his incomplete memory.

"Watching fish."

"Watching fish?"

"Yes, watching fish. Even fish live joyfully, but I am not happy. I once thought the world I yearned for was the ideal realm, but perhaps such a place doesn’t exist in this world. Where there is light, there are shadows. I have a premonition that my decision will affect the people of the True Thunder Nation, dragging them into the few shadows here. Oh no, in a few days, the True Thunder Nation will cease to exist. There will only be the True Lightning Clan in the future..." the old man sighed bitterly.

"Are those fish really living joyfully..." Ning Fan pondered.

"Haha, this young friend is so interesting; has anyone told you that your focus is peculiar? Shouldn’t a normal person be concerned about the old man’s lack of joy?"

"What does your happiness have to do with me?" Ning Fan responded indifferently.

The old man was taken aback, then laughed, "Makes sense. We are unrelated people; why delve into it deeply? Better to discuss Dao here at the Haoliang River, speaking only of Dao, not of cause and effect, which would be most wonderful."

"That’s not what I meant." Ning Fan said, frowning.

"As it pleases the old man. If you wish to talk about fish, then fish it is. Fish as Dao, Dao as fish, do you not see the supreme Dao turning into the Yin and Yang fish, capturing the true meaning of it." As the old man spoke, he shifted the topic to discussing Dao.

Yet Ning Fan, having lost all memories, seemed uninterested in discussing Dao.

"I am more concerned with whether the fish here are truly as happy as you say." Ning Fan replied.

"Fish thrive in water, how could they not be happy? Of course they are joyful." The old man sighed.

"Since you’re not a fish, how do you know the joy of fish?" Ning Fan shook his head.

"Since you’re not me, how do you know I don’t know the joy of fish?" the old man replied freely.

"You naturally don’t know because you yourself are not happy."

"Why do you say that?"

"You are not seeing the fish. You see the fish as yourself. You don’t know if the fish are happy, but you hope they are. That is the essence of investing emotion in nature; however, if such emotion does not reflect your true feelings, it is illusory."

"..." The old man suddenly fell silent, seemingly moved by Ning Fan’s words, his expression becoming more lamenting.

After a long while, the old man pointed to the fish under the river, saying, "As you said, since I am not happy, that fish must also be unhappy. If so, even if I encounter him, it will only make him and me unhappy together, so there is no need to meet... Since you’re not a fish, how do you know this fish has waited for you through several hundred reincarnations, but even if oneself meets oneself, what does it change..."

"Life is a journey of constant loss. A newborn baby, though contributing nothing to the world, receives the most love and care. In youth, one must bear various responsibilities; in middle age, one must adapt to departures of life and death; in old age, one must experience the most helpless solitude of the world... Life is a journey from the most joy to the most sorrow, and cultivation is no different... If my sorrow can bring joy to more people, perhaps such sacrifice is worthwhile, though I pity those True Lightning Clan people, who must be buried with my will..."

"I don’t understand." Ning Fan looked utterly bewildered, finding the old man’s words too profound and choosing not to ponder them deeply.

Thus, the old man’s heartfelt words were entirely like playing the lute to a cow, exceedingly awkward.

"My name is Hui Shi, from which time and space do you, the traveler, come, and could you tell me your name?" the old man asked in resignation.

"I don’t know who I am..." Ning Fan replied in confusion.

"So, you are merely a Second Step traveler... Meeting is fate; this is our third encounter. It would be a pity not to know your name..." the old man said regretfully.

"The third encounter..." Ning Fan was even more puzzled.

"It’s my third, but perhaps only your second. The last time you sought me, you didn’t find me; otherwise, you and I could have met four times in the reincarnation of destiny..."

The old man was about to say more when suddenly, a message-transmitting flying sword arrived, seemingly containing significant news.

Receiving the message, the old man did not dare delay and promptly bid farewell to Ning Fan, leaving hurriedly.

In the end, Ning Fan was left alone on the bridge at the lantern-lit realm’s edge, watching the fish in solitude.

He didn’t know what he was supposed to see.

Nor did he know what he was supposed to find.

Although he couldn’t understand the elder’s words, he seemed to have gained a profound insight, watching the fish in the river.

Among those fish, one seemed particularly strange to Ning Fan.

That fish was watching him, surprisingly unafraid, with eyes much like those of Hui Shi who had just left.

"Indeed, he is looking at me..." Ning Fan spoke words even he didn’t understand, closed his eyes, and completely immersed himself in the fish’s gaze.

Encountering oneself is not something new to Ning Fan, nor is it the first time he’s experienced it.

But encountering someone as powerful as Hui Shi, was definitely the first.

Though he had no memory, no purpose, he truly merged into the insight of such an encounter.

Perhaps precisely because there was no purpose, he could see purely, see clearly.

Encounter, encounter, encounter...

What is an encounter...

Is it the convergence of the starting point and the endpoint...

No, it’s not...

This is a materialization. A collision of parallel existences!

I and the fish have no sequence.

I and the butterfly also have no sequence.

I am Ning Fan, and I am also the butterfly! I live in the present, but likewise, live in the butterfly’s era!

Ning Fan closed his eyes, and did not see his body gradually transforming from a human into a butterfly... Such a change was not a change of form, nor a change of the Dao, but rather, it should be said, there was no change at all.

"To have comprehended the wonder of materialization without reaching sainthood..." In Zi Dou Immortal Domain, in Da Luo Heaven, the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign, who was imparting the Dao to all beings, suddenly revealed a gratified smile.

Then he conveyed an order to his disciples.

In the new territory of the True Thunder Nation, no person shall tread upon the stone bridge above the Haoliang River to disturb!

No one knew why the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign issued such a peculiar order.

No one knew Ning Fan stood on the stone bridge, comprehending materialization, and comprehending it for millions of years.

No matter how many people came and went here, Ning Fan knew nothing.

During this period, the laws of reincarnation countless times attempted to disperse Ning Fan’s Thunder Technique consciousness, but they couldn’t; this, Ning Fan also was unaware of!

He didn’t know he once materialized into a butterfly, nor did he know when he detached from the butterfly form and reverted back.

Ning Fan felt he had only comprehended for a brief moment, but upon waking, the world around him was transformed.

The True Thunder Nation’s relocation became a history of millions of years ago.

The entire True Thunder Clan was gone...

From passers-by, Ning Fan overheard that it was now millions of years later, which surprised him greatly.

In these millions of years, the True Thunder Clan underwent drastic changes. It is said the entire Clan, under the leadership of Immortal Emperor Hui Shi, committed the crime of rebellion and was suppressed by the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign.

Rebellion? How could that be...

Ning Fan found it hard to imagine that the old man who would talk to fish about his unhappiness would rebel against Zi Dou Immortal Domain.

From their conversation that day, Ning Fan seemed to hear many grievances from Hui Shi’s mouth. The so-called rebellion must have many reasons behind it.

Though Ning Fan’s memory was incomplete, he vaguely felt his existence was to understand the reasons behind this.

Unfortunately, this time he had no chance to understand.

Because of the wonder of materialization, he stayed in this place for millions of years.

Supposedly, his Thunder Technique could only have him stay here for about forty years.

Excessive lingering resulted in the appearance of a Reincarnation Messenger, to capture Ning Fan for judgment!

"A mere Second Step ant dares disregard the laws of reincarnation, forcibly stays in another time-space for millions of years. This child, he must die!"

An Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor hidden in the darkness used the Power of Reincarnation to stealthily approach Ning Fan, murderous intent palpably exposed.

No one could see this Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor, just as others couldn’t see Ning Fan!

Ning Fan couldn’t see this Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor either, but he vaguely sensed the murderous intent emanating from the other party.

"This child seems to be a mere little Immortal King, my own cultivations are superior to his, and with the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Well, killing him is like killing a chicken!"

Reincarnation Darkness, activate!

Ning Fan merely felt the entire space-time beginning to twist; the next moment, he was pulled from the reincarnation he entered during the third Thunder Technique, dragged into a bizarre world filled with severed limbs and corpses.

"Where is this..." Ning Fan slightly frowned; he didn’t know who had brought him out of the previous reincarnation, nor did he know where he was currently.

Fortunately, as he forcibly detached from the previous time-space, the memories previously stripped away by reincarnation began returning bit by bit, giving Ning Fan the power to face the danger at present.

"This is the Interrogation Space crafted by Moluo Immortal at the cost of three million years. Upon coming here, your future is only death, unable even to escape back to the previous reincarnation! Unfortunately, this Immortal is currently at a critical stage of cultivation, unable yet to use vision or spirit sense, can’t even see your appearance. Six-Winged, after you have seen this person’s appearance, imprint it, store it in my Interrogation Notes. If queried above, it would be troublesome that I clearly killed a Time-Space Criminal without even recording their appearance." The latter half of the sentence was spoken to his servant.

"Yes." Another voice responded respectfully.

In the next instant, Moluo Immortal emerged from the swirling darkness, revealing himself. He was riding on the back of a Six-Winged Giant, whose power seemed similarly immense, yet content to serve as Moluo Immortal’s steed and servant.

Moluo Immortal looked down at Ning Fan disdainfully, like looking at an ant. Actually, without the ability to use vision, his pupils were vacant and seeing nothing, but this contemptuous posture was executed perfectly, fully demonstrating his Immortal demeanor.

"With Reincarnation Darkness in my hand, how do you wish to die?"

"Immortal?"

Ning Fan was slightly taken aback, then his expression became peculiar.

Moluo Immortal?

As memories gradually returned, he felt this Moluo Immortal looked quite familiar.

Seemed a bit like the nemesis met in youthful days—the Ancient Demon Abyss’s Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor...

As memories continued to reappear in his divine sense, more recollections of conflicts with the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor surfaced, confirming further that this mysterious attacker he encountered was, coincidentally, none other than the detestable Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor...

Now, when Ning Fan viewed the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor, a meaningful cold smile appeared.