"Ma, Wu, Dao, Xiu'er—who are they?" Chong, whose metallic voice rang with force amid an immortal aura, could not help asking.
"Acquaintances. True Kings. Let's see whether they are willing to cooperate along the road ahead." Wang Xuan held out little hope; he was merely giving it a try.
Bai Li said, "It might work. The Return to Truth Path is steeped in death qi, with both the road ahead and behind cut off. Unable to break free, even True Kings would find solitude unbearable. Give them a shout and see."
The preliminary results were not bad. At the very least, someone in the region ahead of the severed road responded eagerly, attempting to join this relay of messages and explore the main Return to Truth Path.
Wang Xuan withdrew from the Ancient Artifact of Returning to Truth—the Stone Lamp. He reflected that No. 1 Supernatural Source had quite a few supreme experts here; they simply liked staying out at night. During the long night of eternal silence, they had run outside to roam.
This group of people was going to return, and even No. 3 Source would not dare stir up trouble.
Wang Xuan truly believed that staying at the source in the present world might offer an even brighter future. If the lands of the 6 Great Sources merged into one, they should be able to nurture True Kings.
He gathered his thoughts and prepared to spar with the Woman in the Stone Tablet.
After thinking it over, he steered the Small Boat in the Mist away from the New Mythological Great World. After all, he was now a True Sage. If he truly went all out, the commotion would be far too great.
One rotten Great Universe after another swiftly receded. Wang Xuan arrived at the End