The figure finally revealed itself, walking out of the cave abode. He let out a gentle sigh, "Bull."

"Moo!" Black Bull, still far away, dared not approach.

In just twenty short years, Chen Xun felt as if a lifetime had passed, as if he had been cultivating for an eternity.

He looked up at the blinding sunlight, his eyes still a bit dazed. After a while, he withdrew all the mana around him.