"Who did I think it was? Turns out just a fictional demigod. The Dao Master is still too courteous to him. He doesn't even share the same seat with the Dao Master. He should be bowing to you."
At this moment, the Soil-holding Doorwoman spoke.
"The people here were ignorant in the past. Before beings like us brought them glory, they naturally could only regard a small candle flame as divine light," the Vine-holding Doorman said with a smile.
"I just probed his reality. I fear he is nothing more than an ordinary cultivator."
These sarcastic words could be heard clearly by Wu Hen, word for word.
Honestly, Wu Hen did not have the interest to pay them any mind right now...
He walked towards the outskirts of the square, hearing countless people sighing, feeling regretful, and disappointed in him.
Wu Hen did not care at all. When he reached the crossroads, he heard a very familiar voice.
Wu Hen looked towards the sound and saw two familiar figures amidst the bustling crowd.
It was Wu Yingting and Yu Yi. They looked so ordinary in the crowd, vastly different from his memories...
Both of them had visibly aged.
Since everyone practiced the Longevity Sect, why had his parents withered so much?
Wu Hen quickly walked forward, feeling a surge of sorrow in his heart.
For the lost, time might be the length of a dream, but for others, it was unimaginably long.
In the blink of an eye, they had grown old.
This made Wu Hen's heart somewhat unable to accept, yet he also felt a sense of gratitude.
Grateful that he had returned, grateful that he could still see them safe and sound.
"You came back. It's good that you are back." Wu Yingting wept, not expecting to see his eldest son alive again in his lifetime.
Yu Yi was already choked with sobs and could not speak, hugging Wu Hen's shoulders and crying uncontrollably.
Tu Shanlan stood aside, feeling deeply moved as she watched the family reunion.
In those early years of confronting the world's truth, too many families were separated due to falling into the Desert Dust.
The earliest Spirit Awakeners had given so much for this world. Tu Shanlan did not understand what had happened to the world. Some trivial beneficences could make them completely deny the heroes of past difficult times.
Everyone in the world focused on Wu Hen, and many still firmly believed that Wu Hen had led everyone out of the darkest period.
So when they saw him reunite with his family after five years, the repressed emotions naturally surged.
In the central position, seeing the surrounding people's emotions start to change, the Dao Master frowned slightly.
The biggest obstacle to longevity was emotion. Human emotions were the hardest to control to some extent, and they very easily resonated among people. Once this resonance spread, it could make more and more Longevity Sect followers calm down and reflect on the meaning of longevity.
This was not a good thing.
He couldn't let his vast followers calm down and ponder.
The Changshan Taoist gave the disciple beside him a glance, and the Vine-holding Doorman immediately understood, quickly instructing a leader in the crowd.
That leader swiftly moved to the road junction and whispered to a group of young people.
That group of young people immediately became agitated and excited.
Suddenly, a clump of dirt was thrown, hitting Yu Yi.
Wu Hen, immersed in the joy of reuniting, had also momentarily let down his perceptual defenses. After all, this was the real warmth of family. Whether he was lost or not, he truly needed such a hug.
So, when the dirt was thrown, Wu Hen did not react in time.
"What are you doing!" Tu Shanlan shouted sternly.
"Lackeys of the Old Faction, preaching that Human Holy Realm is the ultimate destination. Yet, look at all the sufferings we've endured along the way. We don't want to go to any Human Holy Realm. We want longevity!" The man who threw the dirt shouted angrily.
"Then you go pursue your longevity. Why act mad here!" Tu Shanlan stepped forward, grabbing the man's collar.
"Why does Nuwa God End give us only limited lifespan and demand we guard Nuwa God End person?" The man did not back down, speaking viciously.
"Yes, why are our lives so short? In the beginning, why did you Old Faction people try to stop the Dao Master's goodwill? The Dao Master is the true god who can achieve ascension for all mankind!"
"We want longevity, and we want ascension!"
"The Old Faction are liars. They even fabricated the Human Holy Realm, which doesn't exist at all. Just Guardian Angel, it's all fake!"
The Old Faction and the Longevity Sect had clashed many times.
The resentment festering in the hearts of the Longevity Sect followers for so long finally erupted because Wu Hen himself denied being a Divine Miracle!
"How could we allow that to spread in Nuwa God End without discerning whether such a belief is good or evil?" Tu Shanlan felt it was inconceivable.
Tu Shanlan's words had no effect at all.
The Longevity Sect seemed determined to trample on the original beliefs people held in order to establish their current unshakable position.
In an instant, Wu Hen became the outlet for their complete rejection of the Old Faction and full support for the Longevity Sect!
"There is no Human Holy Realm, and there is no Guardian Angel!"
"We'll stay in Infinite Red Port. We're not going anywhere!"