"Master, these past few years, It has gone mad, as if It borrowed some outside force, devouring and refining my remains at all costs. If It is not disrupted, then in merely a few decades here, everything will be transformed into the foundation of Its cultivation..."
The ground of Black Mountain cracked open. Houtu, dressed in white, rose on black binding threads, her face carrying traces of reluctance.
But a master's command was a master's command. Though unwilling, she would only obey.
Even in life, she, Ancestor Binding Heaven, had once shaken the Great Cosmos and reached an exceedingly lofty realm.
What had passed had ultimately passed.
In this life, she felt that her master before her, Jade Pure Primordial Lord, was an unfathomable great figure destined to overturn the heavens. She could not help but submit to him wholeheartedly.
"Houtu, do any fragments of memory remain in your residual thoughts? For instance, that Void Fingerprint—or do you know the true background and origins of Wei Zu Heaven?"
Li Qingyun looked at this disciple and felt a slight stir of emotion.
Houtu immediately fell into confusion, struggling to recall. After a moment, she shook her head in pain. "Most of my memories have completely vanished, but it also seems that some things have been sealed away. The only thought engraved deeply within me is that I must find every possible way to stop It from devouring and refining these remains..."
"Then that is a pity. The origins of this Wei Zu Heaven seem extraordinarily mysterious!" Li Qingyun said with some regret.
From the information sent by his Shangqing Heaven avatar, Ancestor Binding Heaven had been anything but ordinary in life. An Innate Divine Spirit, a Hua Xuan Realm and the like—she was likely not far from "becoming a saint."
Yet