Divine Continent Inner Sea, desolate island, Stone Mountain.
The autumn atmosphere was gradually thickening, the vegetation at the mountain top appeared somewhat desolate, when suddenly a portal appeared out of thin air, and Zhao Sheng walked out from within the portal.
Surveying the mountaintop, he saw no one around and realized he had come early.
Zhao Sheng walked around the mountaintop once, finally sitting cross-legged on a Big Green Stone, beginning to meditate.
After waiting for about an hour, the Ancestor Zhao Xuanjing arrived as scheduled, still looking like an old stone mason weathered by the elements.
Zhao Sheng gracefully descended from the green stone, bowed and greeted, "Chonghe, I've seen the Ancestor."
Zhao Xuanjing waved his hand, "There's no need for too much formality."
With that said, he suddenly asked, "I asked you before, but you never spoke. Now the old man is here, can you say it now?"
