Huoyun Cave.
Inside the cave dwelling, ten thousand years passed as if they had been a dream.
The Dao Rhythm that lingered without dispersing seemed even more profound and mellow than it had been ten thousand years ago.
Sui Ren Shi, Fuxi, Shennong, Hong Yun, and the other ancient sages of the Human Race.
They all sat cross-legged on Cushions, their auras deep and unfathomable, connected with the entire Huoyun Cave's energy.
They seemed like statues unchanged since time immemorial, but the occasional glints of light that leaked from their opening and closing eyes.
Proved that their cultivation had continued advancing throughout these ten thousand years.
The entire cave dwelling was terrifyingly quiet. Only an intangible heaviness silently spread through it.
At last, Wu, who had been sitting with his eyes closed all this time, slowly opened them.
His movement was extremely light and did not cause the slightest ripple in the surrounding energy.
Yet the instant he opened his eyes, everyone present seemed to sense something and turned their gazes toward him in unison.
Wu calmly swept his eyes over the group and slowly spoke, breaking the silence.
"The ten-thousand-year period has passed."
"The disciples of the Chan and Jie Sects have all descended the mountain. They are now hurrying across the Primordial Wilderness, searching everywhere for the Person of Destiny."
His voice was not loud, but it clearly echoed in everyone's ears.
"The curtain of the Tribulation has been raised."
"It is time for me to undergo Reincarnation."
As soon as he said this, the atmosphere inside the cave became incomparably solemn.
They had schemed for ten thousand years and made countless deductions, but when this moment truly arrived.
Even so, countless thoughts still surged through their hearts, filled with worry.
Fuxi looked at Wu and asked in