Gu Qingshan's heart turned solemn.
One could infer a little about the strength of the Six Paths' experts by examining the Divine Skills Forgetfulness River Slash, Sun and Moon Cover, and Mountain Ghost, as well as weapons like the Six Realms God Mountain Sword and the Hell-Suppressing Ghost King Scepter.
His master was stronger than he was, yet had openly admitted that he couldn't beat the Heaven Realm Emperor.
What's more, these Six Paths' suspended-death survivors were deep schemers. They had a firm grasp on the situation and a keen sense of timing. They had likely spent countless years laying plans for the Six Paths Competition.
And on their side, the Waiters had yet to recover their strength.
If the Six Paths Competition began now, Gu Qingshan would never allow those Six Paths experts to use his master's soul fragments as leverage.
So if they stood on opposite sides, he wouldn't be a match for them.
...It seemed he had no choice but to make a trip to the Dust-Sealed World.
But the Ancestor of Myriad Dragons' dragon curse would only last three days.
The apocalypse could break through their doors at any moment.
"Ma'am, we only have three days. I'm not sure if that'll be enough," Gu Qingshan said, worried.
The bone skeleton said, "Don't worry. You'll understand once we get there. Is there anything else you need to do?"
"I need to find Yellow Springs artifacts for a few friends, so they can stay in Yellow Springs."
The bone skeleton looked up at the sky and pointed in a direction. "When the apocalypse blew apart the Myriad Gods Temple Ruins, a Yellow Springs World broke free of the Evil Ghost Path's restraints and hid in that direction. You can go take a look."
She pulled one of her