"What had brought you here?" Daoist Shichen suddenly asked.
The location of the River of Time had always been a secret.
Li Xinghe had only come here once before, when he had been fleeing for his life.
Counting everyone who could descend here, there were fewer than five.
"Nothing much. I just wanted to borrow the River of Time for cultivation," Di Wujiang said calmly.
He did not release any pressure, trusting that Shichen and the Ancestor of Space could see it clearly enough.
At this point, Daoist Shichen had no reason to refuse.
He knew full well that although he controlled the River of Time, Li Xinghe was equally qualified to control it.
If Li Xinghe had come in person, he probably would not have shown the same attitude as Di Wujiang.
Either they obediently surrendered the River of Time, or they died.
Since Li Xinghe had not come, it seemed that, just as Di Wujiang had said, he truly no longer cared to kill them.
"It seems you are unwilling to accept this as well and wish to complete the Three Thousand Great Daos as soon as possible." Daoist Shichen laughed bitterly.
Their generation had spent countless efforts trying to complete the Three Thousand Great Daos.
Yet in the end, Li Xinghe, that brat, had reaped the benefits.
"Shichen, forgive my bluntness, but you should open your eyes. Opposing Li Xinghe is absolutely a dead end. Before long, he will enter the Eternal Realm."
"If you submit in time, you may still receive a fortunate opportunity. But if you remain stubborn and insist on opposing him, your deaths will not be far off," Di Wujiang said calmly.
Daoist Shichen and the Ancestor of Space fell silent. If Li Xinghe truly entered the Eternal Realm, they would indeed have