However, it was precisely because Ziwei Celestial Venerable had dispersed his own cultivation that he looked no different from an ordinary mortal. With his lifespan rapidly dwindling, his body was filled with an aura of decay.
Such people.
There were far too many of them in the world.
Ding Ling would usually glance at them once at most, but he would not pay them any special attention.
Moreover.
This was the first time he had seen Ziwei Celestial Venerable. They had never truly met before, so the All-Heaven Ghost City was ineffective against Ziwei Celestial Venerable and could not lock onto him.
No.
Even if they had met before, Ziwei Celestial Venerable might still have been able to block the All-Heaven Ghost City's lock.
It was only because the Ziwei aura that occasionally rose from Ziwei Celestial Venerable was so wondrous, unfathomable, and profound that even after looking at him for a few moments, Ding Ling would feel dazed.
Such extraordinary aura was rare in this world.
Ding Ling was moved. He said:
"Ziwei Celestial Venerable, your methods seem even more unfathomable than those of the North Dipper and Southern Dipper. Why did you cripple your own cultivation?"
"I excel in Zi Wei Astrology, divination and fate, making connections, and concealing myself."
Ziwei Celestial Venerable smiled bitterly.
"I am weak in conquest, combat, and fighting techniques. If I faced you head-on, Ding Ling, I might die before even one round was over. How could I possibly fight you? Crippling my own cultivation was undoubtedly the best choice."
He let out a long sigh.
"I originally thought that after you killed or subdued the Southern Dipper, North Dipper, and the others, you would ascend to the Upper Realm and leave this realm, never lingering here for long. I never expected you