Within the Star World, the Origin Lord paused for a moment before continuing:
"The position of Cangyun South City's lord will inevitably draw countless Eternal Realm Venerables into contention. Every cultivator who joins this struggle will certainly face battles of life and death."
"Han Yi, your potential is immense. Do not rush to decide whether to join the contest. Wait seventy thousand years, then make your decision."
"Perhaps by then, your realm will have advanced further. You may become a Void Realm cultivator, with combat power rivaling the Nirvana Realm—or perhaps even greater than ours."
The Origin Lord had not said this without reason.
After all, Han Yi had cultivated for only one hundred and sixty thousand years so far. Given another seventy thousand years, he might truly break through to half-step Transcendence, further advancing his combat power.
Han Yi cupped his hands. "Thank you, Origin Clan Leader, for clearing up my doubts."
The Origin Lord smiled and waved a hand. "Though you are not yet a Void Realm cultivator, your combat power is not weak even among Void Realm cultivators. You are not much inferior to us. In the future, you may simply call me by my name."
"Huangfu Long."
"Or you may call me Origin."
At the side, the Primordial Lord picked up the conversation. "Indeed. According to the rules of the ten great divine clans, once one takes up the position of clan leader, one inherits the clan name as their Dao title."
"My name is Dongfang Li. You may also call me Primordial, or Clan Leader."
Han Yi nodded in agreement.
As his realm rose, the ways he addressed other cultivators would naturally change. This had happened many times over the past hundred thousand years, and he had long since grown accustomed to it.
A moment