Jiuzhou, the nursery, the capital.
"Soon, the New Era will no longer belong to us."
Xin Xichen wore a look of emotion.
Beside him were Zhaozai, the Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor, Phoenix Yi, and the others.
After Nine Sui's departure, they held a meeting. It was not merely to mourn Nine Sui's leaving—they also wanted to discuss the ownership of Xian.
After all, Xian had accumulated so much energy that it was enough for them to become immortals.
"What exactly are we going to do with this immortal opportunity?" Phoenix Yi asked.
They had come to divide the spoils.
Nine Sui did not want the immortal opportunity, so who else could the remainder belong to?
You, Xin Xichen—are you really going to keep it all to yourself?
Seeing the looks in everyone's eyes, Xin Xichen did not mind. He said:
"The stronger the expert, the more immortal opportunity they need. Regardless of whether the Painter truly died, his original plan was surely to accumulate immortal opportunity and use this enormous, super-grade immortal opportunity to undergo the Three Disasters and Seven Tribulations."
"After fifteen million years, it may just have been enough for one expert of the Three Disasters and Seven Tribulations to become an immortal."
Hearing this, Phoenix Yi was startled. "For one person to become an immortal, it takes more than fifteen million years to accumulate such a vast, fully stocked immortal opportunity?"
"Yes. We can think of the energy accumulated in Jiuzhou's current immortal opportunity as only one hundred points."
Xin Xichen said, "According to the information Nine Sui gave me, if each of the preceding tribulations requires one unit of immortal-opportunity energy, then the first nine require nine units in total—but the final disaster requires ninety."
"The Three Disasters and Six Tribulations require nine units of energy, while