As Yubai, whose bloodline had mutated into that of a Moonlight Rabbit, spoke in gentle detail, Jiang Ding gained a more firsthand understanding of the present-day Northern Plains.
Many people he had known had passed away, while many Nascent Soul True Lords had risen to prominence, such as Divine Wood True Lord of the Great Sun Sword Sect, known as the "Divine Wood Sword," True Lord Hunyang, and other rising talents.
Their combat strength among those of the same realm did not pale beside the Northern Plains Heavenly Talents of the past, such as the Blazing Sun Sword Son and the Holy Son of Six Paths Sect. Some had even surpassed them by far, having grown up in the favorable environment of Tushan Central Court.
However, Jiang Ding was not particularly concerned with these rising talents.
They were separated from him by an entire era, far too distant for him to invest much emotion in them. Like the many General Grade cultivators of the Horned Demon Tribe, they held no greater significance.
Everything would proceed according to Tushan Law.
"Many old acquaintances have gone."
"Some old acquaintances are about to leave as well."
Jiang Ding sighed. "Inform those old True Lords that, if they have the time, they may gather here with me a year from now. There is nothing important—merely chatting, drinking, and discussing the Great Dao."
"It was fate that brought everyone together in the Mortal World. It should be cherished."
"Yes, Master."
Yubai and the other eleven True Lord maids bent their knees in salute, then slowly withdrew to carry out the Heavenly Monarch's will.
A moment later, a secret yet public piece of news swept through the upper echelons of the entire Minor World in an extraordinarily short time, triggering a tremendous upheaval.
The Tushan Heavenly