As the Green Fox King departed, the clamor of Bianhai City came to an abrupt end.
The howling wind blew fiercely while monks in the distance remained suspended in midair, still reeling, whether it was from the Green Fox King or from Yang Jian and Iron Qingtian—their auras left them chilled to the bone.
Such horror, the Mysterious Immortal of Taiyi!
Iron Qingtian swiftly flew before Qin Jun, excitedly knelt down, and kowtowed deeply to him, leaving Tang Sanzang and the others exchanging puzzled glances.
"Master! It's been ten thousand years! I've finally waited for your return!"
Iron Qingtian pressed his forehead to the ruins, his tone filled with surprise and excitement.
Whenever he thought back to that time ten thousand years ago, even though it was amidst the backdrop of the Demon Clan army's invasion, it still brought him great happiness.
It was then that Qin Jun truly led him onto the path of immortal cultivation.
