The Empty Seat Banquet fell somewhat quiet. The person sitting in Seat No. 3 did not speak, and the tattered hood completely concealed his face. The only thing known about him was that he was extremely old.
"Undying Old Man, what did you swallow this time? Your aura feels strange. The sense of darkness is far too strong."
The Virgin sat barefoot and askew in the spacious chair, sizing up the Undying Old Man.
"Swallowed a Great Ancient God who was always causing me trouble."
The Undying Old Man's voice was hollow, as though two voices were overlapping. Strangely enough, he did not give off particularly strong hostility.
Su Xiao had of course heard of the Undying Old Man of the Void. It was said that the old fellow was practically immortal. A thousand years ago, he had even sought out a Law-Destroying Mage, offering a hefty reward in exchange for being killed so he could sleep forever.
In the end, that Law-Destroying Mage had failed to kill the Undying Old Man. Every method he tried had failed. After that, the Undying Old Man had embarked on a search for a way to sleep forever, until he joined the Empty Seat Banquet and the Brigade Leader told him that the Primordial Worlds existed.
The Undying Old Man had not cared at first. He had been everywhere in the Void. All he wanted was to find somewhere to sleep. Long ago, he had lost all abilities related to sleep and hibernation. He was clearly exhausted to the extreme, yet he could not fall asleep. He was clearly starving, yet everything he ate turned to ash in his stomach before he vomited it back out.
This was the curse of immortality, a curse from an unknown source. Sometimes, immortality was a form