Two thousand years had passed, and Nan Hua felt as if he was dreaming when he stepped out of the prison.
He was sure he wouldn't attract the immortal devouring beast now. This pressure and nightmare that had been haunting his mind for two thousand years disappeared the instant he shattered his cultivation.
So after thanking Lin Jin formally, he immediately went outside just to take a walk, to get some sun.
After the blood pact was formed, the fairy crane never left his side. Although Nan Hua used to have a cultivation level higher than this little fairy crane, he was only a mortal now.
Being able to control a fairy crane with a mortal body was incredible enough.
Nan Hua was satisfied.
Shifting the attention away from Nan Hua, who now had tears of joy in his eyes, Lin Jin was now surrounded by immortals inside the prison. The scene of Nan Hua safely stepping outside tempted them a great deal.
