"The Heavenly Fate is turbulent, I need to soothe the True Spirit, you handle it yourself."
The Immortal Ancestor said nothing more, glanced at Chu Zheng, and got up to leave.
As the Immortal Ancestor departed, the solidified time and space around Chu Zheng instantly dissolved, and he gasped for air, looking at the Immortal Palace before him, unable to recover for a long time.
His thoughts still lingered in the Lower Realm, from the moment the Moonlight Immortal Ancestor appeared, his mind was entirely halted, completely unaware of what had transpired.
Looking at the Moonlight Immortal Ancestor not far away, Chu Zheng calmed his breath, suppressed various thoughts in his heart, stood up, and bowed:
"Thank you Moonlight Immortal Ancestor for your assistance."
"You devoured quite a bit of Immortal Fortune; just now the Immortal Ancestor wanted to kill you."
