"We thank you, Immortal!"
Yu Zhong and the others' voices were loud and clear as they deeply bowed, sincerely from the heart.
Freedom at last!
All were moved to tears.
Many stood there in a daze, never having imagined that they truly would one day no longer be slaves to others, able to unabashedly declare their pursuit of the Nascent Soul path and yearn for a thousand years of life.
In a hazy recollection, some remembered their youthful selves.
Back then, fearless of heaven and earth, from the very first day they set foot on the path of cultivation, they swore to become true immortals, to live forever, considering past elites and heroes as mere dirt beneath their feet, unworthy of a glance, determined to rival the heavens.
Yet, by the twilight of their years, after advancing to Golden Pill, everything had turned bleak.
In the Beast Spirit Immortal City, they had been presented before the Hei Clan, accepted restrictions, and became someone else's slaves.
