At the edge of the Endless Sea, mountains stretched on endlessly, as far as the eye could see.
Monks and Demon Kings flitted by, following a path that led to an ancient castle quietly standing among the mountains, towering a hundred zhang, majestic and imposing.
This was the Jie Sect Palace, originally the palace of a second-tier force, which was later occupied by Randeng and renamed as the Jie Sect Palace.
At this moment, Randeng was preaching in the peach grove behind the Jie Sect Palace, while Chu Juhuai, dressed in ragged prison clothes, knelt before him, shivering, with a vacant look in his eyes, clearly his consciousness somewhat blurred.
The fall of an immortal to such a state was truly lamentable.
"What is the Dao, do you understand now?"
