"You dare to stop me."
Su Xing stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the trembling Cosmic Light River Spirit.
Time is indeed an intriguing thing.
Even they cannot predict what will happen in the distant future, yet the impact on them is minimal.
He is a Golden Immortal, and upon attaining the Tao Fruit, he would be a Daluo Golden Immortal.
Except for the even more unlikely Semi-Saint and Saint,
he is already at the pinnacle.
He is gentle, he is kind, but that doesn't mean he truly is so.
"That's the home of a good friend."
"It's the home I promised."
"You cannot approach it."
The Cosmic Light River Spirit stood there unmoving, blocking the way.
It was clear that its stance was firm.
"But how can you stop me?"
Su Xing casually waved his hand.
From him, or rather, around the Cosmic Light River Spirit, a square Milky Way appeared, enveloping it, trapping it within.
No matter how it struggled to escape,
