Di Shitian had not received any news from Xiao Sanxiao for several months.
He did not know whether Xiao Sanxiao was dead or alive.
However, one of his subordinates had reported that Mud Buddha had disappeared, leaving behind the words, "The Human Emperor is Unrivaled!"
"The Human Emperor is Unrivaled?"
Di Shitian pondered this.
"He must be referring to Ding Ling."
Di Shitian also knew the Divination Art.
But he would not use it.
He had already witnessed the power of Heavenly Retribution. He had lived long enough, but he had no desire to provoke something like Heavenly Retribution that could never be shaken off.
"It seems that Xiao Sanxiao and Mud Buddha's group failed in their scheme against Ding Ling. And most likely, Xiao Sanxiao is dead as well. An old long-lived monster of his generation has passed away just like that. Truly unexpected."
Di Shitian shook his head and sighed.
"They've lived for so long. How can they still be unable to let go of their sons' life and death? I, Di Shitian, have had sons too, yet I came to terms with it..."
He looked toward Luoyang.
"When will Ding Ling shatter the void? I've been waiting until the flowers have withered!"
He had already spent the previous thousand-plus years this way.
Di Shitian did not find time particularly long.
But now, after waiting for more than a year,
he was suffering terribly from the wait.
That was simply how people were.
Once they had expectations, they naturally longed for their wishes to come true as soon as possible.
When those wishes remained unfulfilled, every day of waiting became painful.
"Human Emperor Saber."
Ding Ling looked at the precious saber in his hand, deeply satisfied.
The newly forged Human Emperor Saber not only possessed the