Song Zhong sensed the Master of the Pen's figure vanish completely, and his brows slowly furrowed. The Master of the Pen had clearly been hinting all along, but at the final, crucial moment, when he mentioned a Peach Blossom Spring, he had been abruptly silenced.
It had to be that some force had detected that the Master of the Pen had spoken the most central secret.
The main thing was that everything the Master of the Pen had fabricated earlier had been quite good. It might even have been true. But that so-called Peach Blossom Spring he directly mentioned at the end was far too forced.
So that certain force discovered that he, the Master of the Pen, had been using metaphors, and directly destroyed the Master of the Pen's remnant will.
"So, the nomadic tribes invading from the north that the Master of the Pen spoke of were actually the invasion of demonic creatures? Or rather, those mysterious existences that wiped out the universes of the two universe rulers from whom I obtained inheritances?
"And he said every dynasty would eventually rot and head toward decline. Was he saying every universe would ultimately be destroyed?
"So, there's some method—finding that Peach Blossom Spring—that can keep a universe from being destroyed?
"That's not right either. The first thing almost all the Divine Sense remnant souls left behind by most cultivators said was that we were deceived. Then could it be...
"In a universe, the only one who can ultimately enter that Peach Blossom Spring is the final universe ruler?
"Or perhaps the Great Thousand World where that universe ruler resides can survive, so the ruler of this Eighty-One Universes wants to preserve himself.
"He wants me to help him successfully enter the Peach Blossom Spring. After all, according to the