"Goodness gracious, three feet above your head there are gods—has the might of Heaven reflected itself to such an extent?"
Su Han shrank his neck and muttered. He turned his head to look at Gu An, catching sight of Ancestor's lips curling upward, and his eyes instantly widened.
"Ancestor, you're tricking me again!"
Su Han said indignantly. He was truly angry, and dared to show it—this was precisely why Gu An enjoyed teasing him.
"If you're truly that curious, then go have a look at the Celestial Court. Why keep pestering me? After all, I've never been an immortal."
Gu An gazed forward, speaking in a slow, drawn-out tone.
This continent was becoming more and more like the Tai Cang Continent. Looking at that city, Gu An was reminded of the Outer Sect City of the Supreme Sect.
Though he was indeed filled with emotion, he hadn't come here for nostalgia. He only wanted to use the cause and effect of this city to deduce the entirety of Central Heaven, even the Heavenly Dao itself.
