"What is the answer?" Li Xian'er asked.
"If I told you, it wouldn't work anymore." Li Zhi shook his head.
In truth, Li Zhi should have known the answer long ago.
Desolate Heaven Emperor had once changed from a name into a piece of Ancient History in the hands of the Scribe. Wasn't that because of his unfathomable nature and explosive popularity?
Later, in the Sacred Ruins Era, because their endings had been too hastily written, the Scribe had been influenced as well and rewritten their conclusions.
Now, Li Zhi wanted eternal immortality, just as Desolate Heaven Emperor had said.
He, too, should change from a symbol in the Shrouding the Sky World into a character with an independent Ancient History.
In other words, he needed to open up another sufficiently glorious and immortal Ancient History.
The present world did not truly belong to him. Even the Scribe could not turn this Ancient History into his world.
After seeing through this matter, Li Zhi's worry about ending in a bleak and miserable fashion immediately lessened somewhat.
Instead, he was filled with anticipation at the prospect of opening up a completely independent and glorious Ancient History.
A new story.
A story like Desolate Heaven Emperor's.
Even without making a formal appearance, he could still make countless people remember his name.
In the Land Beyond the World, as he looked at the resplendent All Heavens and Myriad Worlds and at those familiar yet strange people and objects, Li Zhi's anxious heart finally calmed down.
Desolate Heaven Emperor's prescription was indeed worth pondering. It was even the only method by which countless Figures in the Painting could contend with the Scribe.
However, turning it into reality would not be easy.
Should he send Desolate Heaven Emperor, Heavenly Emperor Ye, and Heaven Emperor Chu