The Core Formation battle has thus come to an end.
In the marketplace, a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators from Profound Spirit Island cleaned up the aftermath. Xuanji Zi, having stabilized his injuries, led Shen Hex to a nearby restaurant, where they arranged a tea banquet in a private room.
"Brother Dao, please!"
"Please!"
Shen Hex drank the tea like wine and finished it in one go, then chuckled lightly, "It's worthy of being overseas Immortal Tea."
"Brother Dao overpraises it!"
Xuanji Zi also chuckled, then got straight to the point, "The inland Cultivation Realm's demon chaos is just a reflection. The real root cause is the magic calamity of the entire Taiyuan Realm!"
"Taiyuan Magic Calamity?"
Shen Hex frowned, "What do you mean?"
"This traces back to twelve hundred years ago."
