Thundercloud Valley.
Divine Thunder Great Venerable bathed in lightning. Gaunt and skeletal, he could not help but sigh. "This lightning is still too weak. It simply cannot heal my wounds."
Seventy years ago, one of his friends had betrayed the ancient gods and joined the evil gods' camp. Divine Thunder Great Venerable had flown into a towering rage and struck without hesitation.
He had fought two Great Venerables alone and grievously wounded that former friend.
Yet his own injuries were clearly far more severe.
"I can still live another three hundred years... that is not bad either." Divine Thunder Great Venerable sensed his body and murmured.
His injuries were far, far too grave.
Otherwise, the lifespan of a Great Venerable was measured in hundreds of thousands of years.
Three hundred years would pass in the blink of an eye.
Just then, an aged voice sounded.
"Divine Thunder Great Venerable, it has been a long time." The speaker was the white-haired old man who had just spoken with Venerable Bai Xi.
Divine Thunder Great Venerable's brow twitched, and a bolt of lightning fell upon the white-haired old man.
"At your age, do you not know to knock before entering? Is this old man's body really so pleasing to look at?"
The white-haired old man was not angered. Instead, he said cheerfully, "Divine Thunder Great Venerable, have you not always wanted an heir to inherit your legacy? I have brought you one."
Hearing this, Divine Thunder Great Venerable frowned. "If he is too weak, this old man would rather have no one."
"He is absolutely not weak. If I were not cultivating the Child of Destiny, I would not hand such a fine seedling over to you." The white-haired old man then told Divine Thunder Great Venerable about Qi Yuan.
"A legend?"