The old man fell completely silent. After composing himself, he quietly stared at Tu Xin before him.
He had been watching this terrifying man all along—his slaughter methods, his stunning talent. It was all truly frightening.
He had also infiltrated the Myriad Realms. He had even watched the battle alongside Rong Cheng and the others in the Nine Universes of Genesis, though those Eternal Life Saints had not known.
With his cautious nature, he naturally had to watch the changes outside at all times.
"Tu Xin, your wisdom surpasses all of antiquity and the present, surpassing the limits of life for us Old Lifeforms! Even I cannot compare to you. I merely rely on being older."
The old man smiled humbly and bitterly, looking utterly honest. Then he suddenly said, "Let us formally introduce ourselves. My former name was Chen Qiuguo. You may call me Ren Jiu."
"A codename from the Eternal Life Realm? A Dao title?" Tu Xin did not particularly care upon hearing the title. To such ancient beings, names were merely forms of address.
"Still, Ren Jiu is a fine name. It suits the Eternal Life Dao Palace very well." Tu Xin smiled. "What a pity."
Tu Xin suddenly fell silent.
Ren Jiu softly said, "I have also mastered the knowledge of singularities. Like the two of you, I can break through to Eleventh-Order as soon as the era arrives. I should not be able to lose. What exactly do you mean, Your Excellency?"
He could not find any reason why he would lose.
Once the era arrived, he would break through at the fastest speed and become Eleventh-Order.
No matter how fast the other side was, they would only be as fast as him. At that point, they would address one another as fellow Daoists. His