This plan was simple.
Dual-line operation.
1. At Esteemed Immortal Ping Cun's side, pull off one final, massive raid.
2. At Jiumu Qing's side, rob while helping her awaken.
At this moment.
In a certain mysterious hidden timeline.
No one else could interfere easily—not even see it.
In front of the cave dwelling.
Esteemed Immortal Ping Cun had just bid farewell to his mentor, a mysterious Prehistoric Esteemed Immortal who was unwilling to reveal his name.
That was how the Prehistoric Esteemed Immortals were.
They also kept secret identities.
Moreover, across multiple dimensions, they even had countless names.
God Ancestor, Dao Emperor, Father God of Heaven and Earth—different civilizations and different timelines revealed different divine might.
"Master really thinks highly of me."
Esteemed Immortal Ping Cun discovered that this trip had gone extremely smoothly.
"He was even willing to bring out his treasured artifacts to restore my injuries. All I have to do is return to the future and secretly work for him, monitoring those Esteemed Immortals who might betray him."
Although he had not yet recovered to his peak, recovering two or three more Law Clones would be completely sufficient.
With that, his safety was barely guaranteed.
As long as he crossed that threshold, returning to his peak was not far away.
In the past, he would never have had any chance of receiving support. After all, why would the other Esteemed Immortals help him?
Dividing him up was what made sense.
Could he do something the other Esteemed Immortals could not?
But because of the overall situation, the Prehistoric Esteemed Immortals really could not do it. They could only invest in him anew, help him recover, and have him act on their behalf.
At this moment, Esteemed Immortal Ping Cun was incomparably grateful for this unique arrangement of