A rainbow bridge extended gracefully from the peak of Mount Buzhou to Lu Yun’s feet. All was the same as his first visit with Shennong.

Instead of immediately setting foot on the bridge, he called out, “The sacred land of immortal dao in the world of immortals and Headmaster of the Dao Academy, Lu Yun, has arrived with dao partner Qing Yu to pay our respects to Holy Emperor Fuxi—”

His voice rang out resonantly and traveled through the entire mountain.

“Greetings to the Flame Emperor!”

“Greetings to the Flame Emperor!”

“Greetings to the Flame Emperor!”

……

The mountain began to tremble as waves of responses rose and fell from it.

Streams of goodwill gathered from all directions, flooding into the Karmic Tree in Lu Yun’s hell. Delicate and beautiful, eighteen thousand karmic fruits sparkled radiantly on its branches like the stars themselves, illuminating all of the netherworld.

Ge Long sat beneath the tree and looked at the outside world.

“I hadn’t thought that Mount Buzhou would still exist… so what did that primitive fellow use to refine the Skyturning...