Time flew, and fifty years passed in the blink of an eye.
The headquarters of Townsea Palace, Mystic Sun World.
In a dense Azure Bamboo Forest, inside a simple bamboo tower, Chen Yueying sat on a wooden stool with her willow brows tightly furrowed. Fang Ming stood to one side, his expression respectful.
"It's been more than a hundred years since they disappeared, and there's still no news? Their Lifebond Soul Lamps haven't gone out, have they?"
Chen Yueying asked with a frown. She valued Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan quite highly—not because of their strength, but because their existence could preserve more Ascension Platforms, which would help consolidate the power of the Ascension Faction.
As was customary, any High-Level Cultivator who joined Townsea Palace had to leave behind a Lifebond Soul Lamp.
"Disciple Wang and Disciple Wang's Lifebond Soul Lamps haven't gone out, but they've been missing for nearly two hundred years. They may have been captured by the Alien Race. Such cases aren't uncommon."
Fang Ming wore a troubled expression. If I'd known this would happen, I should have transferred them inland and put them on display as mascots.
Chen Yueying was just about to say something when a huge Azure Paper Crane, over ten feet in size, flew in and landed before her.
Chen Yueying struck it with a Hand Seal, and the Azure Paper Crane spoke in a human voice: "Senior Sister Chen, are you free right now? I have something to discuss with you."
"Junior Brother Yang is here. Fang Ming, go invite him in."
Chen Yueying instructed him.
Fang Ming acknowledged her and turned to leave.
Outside the bamboo forest, a tall Blue-robed Man stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He possessed an elegant bearing, with hair black as lacquer, a jade