[In the 32,937,358th year, a little over two thousand years after you dismissed your Clone Projection and flew toward Qingming Hetong Heaven, two figures entered the range of your divine sense. Both their auras were veiled by a thin gauze, clearly a supreme treasure specialized in concealment. Such treasures were rare, but the two were not as strong as you, and you quickly saw through them nonetheless.]
[The person closer to you was an unfamiliar face—short in stature, with four eyes and six ears, and a rather peculiar appearance. More than ten kinds of demon beast bloodlines flowed through his body at once; he was a genuine mutated lifeform. That unique aura also meant he was no simple figure. He had already surpassed the Quasi-Emperor realm and was a true Emperor Realm expert.]
[The aura of the person behind him felt somewhat familiar to you. This person was more adept at concealing himself, lean-bodied, with eyes like a serpent-dragon... Upon closer inspection, you discovered in surprise that he was Tuo, though his appearance had changed somewhat!]
[There were not so many coincidences in this world. Though you had already flown for over two thousand one hundred years, you were still not too far from the Dao Source Sacred Site. Tuo himself might not have been strong, but his appearance here carried no small significance.]
[Perhaps Xuan Qiong was among the three groups you had suspected... With that preconception in mind, Zuoju's wounds quickly found a match. They really did bear some resemblance to that person's methods. Though they were not entirely identical, fighting habits were something that existed.]
[This only puzzled you further. According to your original thinking, Xuan Qiong's people should have stayed hidden in Xuan Qiong as much as possible to evade the calamity. Why were they acting