Though he was only at the seventh rank, the two of them passed the position of Dream Divine Dao's master directly to him.
Under his guidance, Xu Weibear also gained insight into an inner world. Xuantian even cut a branch from Jianmu for her to cultivate within it.
Whoosh! Within the Dream Divine Dao, golden light flashed in Xuantian's eyes. His gaze pierced the barrier of the void, and at its farthest reach, he saw an ancient structure: the Gods and Demons Cemetery.
I can go ask now.
Xuantian strode forward. Within a few breaths, he arrived before the Gods and Demons Cemetery. Not far from it, a man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties lay at ease in a reclining chair outside a courtyard, gently rocking back and forth.
"You? That gaze I sensed before!"
Old Man Tombkeeper opened his eyes and looked at Xuantian, then froze.
"I hope you'll forgive the intrusion!" Xuantian cupped his hands.
"Forget it, forget it. But how is it that I never knew someone as powerful as you existed? You shouldn't be an unknown," Old Man Tombkeeper asked curiously.
"You're getting caught up in appearances, fellow Daoist. The six realms are vast. How could anyone know every powerful cultivator?
"Those who make names for themselves are simply the ones who roam the six realms and refuse to stay out of sight."
Old Man Tombkeeper shrugged. "Fair enough. So what brings you to this old man?"
Xuantian smiled faintly and cupped his hands again. "As it happens, there's something I'd like to ask you."
"Go on, then!" Old Man Tombkeeper waved a hand. "My cultivation may not be the highest, but I've lived a long time and know a great deal. Of course, asking is up to you. Whether I