"Unity Divine Mountain?"
Hearing the short old man's words, Qin Guan hurriedly looked toward the tallest, most mysterious mountain.
"Yes, Realm Lord. The Chaos Sacred Hall is on that mountain," the short old man answered.
"What is hidden within the Chaos Sacred Hall?"
Qin Guan withdrew his gaze and looked curiously at the short old man.
The short old man shook his head. "I do not know either. I merely act under orders."
Qin Guan frowned. "Under orders? Who told you to wait for me here?"
"It was the previous Realm Lord, Lord Fu Tian, who ordered me to wait for you," the short old man quickly replied.
Qin Guan grew even more curious upon hearing this. "Could it be that Senior Fu Tian knew I would come here?"
The short old man lowered his head and bowed, his expression respectful yet tinged with awe:
"Lord Fu Tian governed the Chaos Realm for tens of millions of years. He pierced through ancient and present, deduced the fortunes of myriad ages. Long before the endless years ago, he had already divined the secrets of heaven, foreseen the situation of this day, and calculated that you, Realm Lord, would set foot in this place."
Qin Guan's eyes narrowed slightly, and waves surged in his heart.
Fu Tian—the Chaos Realm Lord before Yang.
A figure who had long vanished into the river of time had actually crossed endless ages to precisely foresee his movements, leaving behind a contingency plan in advance to await him.
Such an ability to deduce heaven's secrets and command fate was simply too terrifying.
"Other than having you wait here, did Senior Fu Tian leave behind any other words or instructions?"
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Qin Guan pressed on in a deep voice.
The short old man