At the same time, on a flat boat somewhere overseas in Jiuzhou, a middle-aged man with a complex demeanor—somewhat decadent, slightly melancholic, and a bit ethereal—suddenly lifted his head. His eyes emitted two incredibly sharp rays of light. As he was playing the guzheng, his fingers abruptly snapped the divine string with a 'ding' sound. Instantly, waves surged sky-high over the vast sea, scattering the clouds above.
"Ah..." he sighed softly. It was the Human Demon Ge Qian.
In the World of Death, the Daoist wasted no time and instantly left, not giving Xiao Chen any further chance to inquire.
Xiao Chen quietly cultivated on the spot for more than three months, thoroughly taking control of the Ancient Demon City, and completely melted the rubble of Ge Qian's shattered God City into the Ancient Demon City, merging them into one.
"I wonder how Jiuzhou is doing..." Xiao Chen decided to return to Jiuzhou to see for himself.
