Old Raven Saint said, "Young Master has claimed two of his three opportunities.
"It is time to return."
Wen Zhaowu, the young cultivator from Heavenly Gate Sacred Land, asked doubtfully, "Elder Raven, have you noticed that the suppression on our mana has been gradually weakening recently?"
"Yes."
Old Raven Saint nodded.
Wen Zhaowu looked toward Western Mountain outside the capital and said gravely, "The suppression within the Land of Divine Prohibition is based on that Heavenly Lord. Whether it strengthens or weakens, it indicates that something has gone wrong with the Divine Lord. That mineral vein formed from his congealed divine blood should not have shown signs of drying up so quickly."
"Young Master means...?"
Rather than answering Old Raven Saint's question, Wen Zhaowu mentioned someone.
"Senior Brother Chu from the Sacred Land sent me a letter. He said he will be arriving at the Land of Divine Prohibition."
"Young Master Chu?"
Old Raven Saint was greatly startled.
"That is right.
"I suspect it is related to the decline of the Land of Divine Prohibition."
Wen Zhaowu calculated, "Once a place as powerful as this collapses, the opportunities born from that collision will be unimaginably terrifying. Even Senior Brother Chu has been moved. He must have received news from someone."
"By rights, there should not be many people remaining in the Land of Divine Prohibition now. The grand gathering held once every ten years only lasts three or four months. Yet not only have their numbers not dwindled, cultivators are continuously arriving. There are even cultivators like Senior Brother Chu among them. I fear the Land of Divine Prohibition is truly about to undergo a shocking upheaval."
Wen Zhaowu's expression was solemn. After pondering for a long while, he said, "We will make plans once Senior Brother arrives. If possible,