Huding mountain was now very comfortable in the space. He didn't have to worry about his lifespan. He also found that he had a lot of friends. Although these friends were a little strange, they only liked to do what they liked. Later, he slowly found that this lifestyle was really good. It was really a very lucky thing to be able to do what he liked.
Hu Dingshan had gotten used to life in the boundless space. In his opinion, even his old home, the immortal world, which had long become a blur in his memory, was not as comfortable as life in the boundless space. There was no fight here, and one could do whatever they wanted.
However, ding Tiger Mountain was still very concerned about the black Tiger Gang. After all, the black Tiger Gang was the blood, sweat, and tears of the Black Tiger clan. It represented the mark of the black Tiger clan in the cultivation world.
