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第一千二百四十五章 石板落池塘

The underground veins of the earth roared and surged, making it impossible for even the Immortal Tablet to find a single ant-sized figure. However, the Immortal Tablet was not in a hurry; knowing that the other party would inevitably reappear, he merely waited where he stood.

"Interesting. It seems thisbehind the scenes person has some understanding of me."

The Immortal Tablet did not show any signs of being annoyed by the trick. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his face as he followed the path step by step until he arrived at a tranquil mountain temple.

E Liang no longer fled but stood respectfully behind an imposing figure. The Immortal Tablet's gaze shifted from E Liang to this figure.

After observing for a moment, the smile finally disappeared from the Immortal Tablet's lips and was replaced with confusion and seriousness.

This person before him had both familiar and alarming feelings. "There is no sign of the unity between body and way; he’s not an Immortal? Or perhaps like me, an Ancient Method Immortal?" The Immortal Tablet pondered silently to himself.

"Standing here, aren't you tired? Come sit down," E Liang said casually after a moment's confrontation.

Just one sentence broke the tense atmosphere, making it seem more like they were meeting old friends rather than enemies.

The Immortal Tablet felt a strange sensation in his heart but still replied softly: "Alright."

Following E Liang into the temple below, he passed through the temple and continued to a pond behind it.

"How long have you been carrying this stone tablet on your back?" asked E Liang.

The Immortal Tablet was slightly taken aback before answering without hesitation: "Thirty-six thousand nine hundred and forty-two years."

E Liang repeated the number: "Thirty-six thousand nine hundred and forty-two years. It does seem like a long time, but it's only thirty-six thousand years. Compared to the lifespan of the Yellow World, it’s insignificant. And even more so when compared to the Star Sea outside the Yellow World," E Liang sighed.

The Immortal Tablet agreed: "Indeed, thirty thousand years have passed in an instant. For something as vast as the universe, it might not be worth mentioning. But for a mere mortal like me, it feels like a long time."

"Mere mortals..." E Liang muttered softly to himself.

E Liang smiled and said: "Shang Tian, don't be rude. The senior is right; he’s just an ordinary person."

E Liang did not dare defy the Holy Emperor and quickly bowed in apology to the Immortal Tablet. However, the Immortal Tablet paid no attention to this and stared directly at E Liang.

"You... seem to know a lot about me?" said the Immortal Tablet.

E Liang did not deny it: "It’s just that I can relate to you."

"I’m also an ordinary person, bearing a predetermined mission," said E Liang.

Hearing these words, E Shang Tian lowered his head even more, afraid of showing any signs of deviation.

The Immortal Tablet pondered deeply and continued to scrutinize E Liang. His imposing figure was different from the usual cultivators; the several streams of energy attached to him were also extraordinary, making the Immortal Tablet not dare underestimate them.

"Why did you bring me here? Is it just for a simple chat?" Finally, the Immortal Tablet asked, ending their verbal sparring.

"I came to help you," said E Liang in a serious tone.

This straightforward statement made E Shang Tian raise his head and flash an excited look.

The Immortal Tablet narrowed his eyes, becoming more cautious.

"Seems like I misunderstood your intentions. I really want to help you," the disappointed tone of voice from E Liang revealed his sincerity.

The Holy Emperor pointed around him: "Didn’t you notice anything unusual here?"

Upon hearing this, the Immortal Tablet shifted his attention from the Holy Emperor to his surroundings and eventually landed on a tranquil pond.

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