The heavenly secrets had fallen into utter chaos, and the power of divination had clearly weakened.
Candlemas Buddha looked up at the sky with a trace of shock and said, "I thought this was a dead end. I never imagined Xi Rong's side would still have such a method."
"But there isn't much time left. I don't know how long it can stall them. When the Prehistoric side goes all out, they won't be pushovers." His Majesty Nine Grains said coldly, "What a pity. I had wanted to awaken properly."
"Awakening can come later." Candlemas Buddha said, "What we need to do now is find a way to cooperate and survive."
"And we are a group of dead men. We won't be able to shoulder the burden for a while, so we can only rely on you." Candlemas Buddha looked at the other version of himself, Xin Xichen before him, and smiled faintly.
He had Xin Xichen's personality, so naturally he had inherited the Xin Dynasty Royal Family's custom of passing on the kindling.
Before this, the other Xin Xichen—Xin Shenghua—had spent countless tens of thousands of years laying out his plans and paving the way for another version of himself.
He yearned for his younger self to defeat Nine Grains and prove himself stronger than Nine Grains!
And now, that moment had arrived. Fifteen million years ago, my younger self, go defeat Nine Grains! He had already become an Esteemed Immortal. You had to catch up with him!
"You're only at the second layer of the True Immortal realm? Your cultivation level is a little low." Candlemas Buddha glanced at Xin Xichen. Seeing that he was hesitating to speak, he coldly cut him off. "There's no time to explain everything."
"You're a member of the Xin Dynasty Royal Family,