It was located halfway up a rocky mountain.

As soon as Lu Ning turned the corner, he saw an old figure on the mountainside.

This time, Lu Ning saw the old man's face clearly.

His face was covered with wrinkles, and his messy hair and thick beard completely obscured his face, with only his eyes showing.

His exposed eyes didn't look as old as his body, but they were still somewhat cloudy.

The old man was startled by the noise.

A series of watery lights appeared around him, condensing into water arrows.

The old man froze when he saw Lu Ning's appearance.

Lu Ning clearly saw a look of astonishment appear in the old man's somewhat cloudy eyes.

He stood up shakily, looking at Lu Ning in disbelief, and exclaimed in shock, "...You are...Lu Ning?!"

The old man's voice was hoarse and unrecognizable.

Lu Ning already knew the old man's identity: "Are you Ling Chuan?"

Ling Chuan's body trembled slightly, somewhat incredulous: "...How did you get here?! Weren't you already dead?"

Lu Ning: "?"

He looked at Ling Chuan with some confusion, and said calmly, "I am immortal."

Ling Chuan shook his head, somewhat disbelieving, and said, "But you died, right in front of me, they all died... and I'm going to die too..."

As he spoke, fear appeared in Ling Chuan's eyes, and that fear turned into a ferocious expression.

His withered body was writhing with flesh, seemingly oozing slime.

The next moment, Lu Ning appeared in front of Ling Chuan, reached out and pressed his hand on Ling Chuan's chest, absorbing the mental pollution from his body.

Seeing that Ling Chuan had calmed down, Lu Ning looked at Ling Chuan and asked curiously, "How did I die?"