As the reincarnation of Wusheng Laomu—in other words, the reincarnation of the "Golden Emperor," Queen Mother of the West—Gu Xiaosang had inherited most of her memories, whether she wanted to or not. It wasn't difficult to understand how she had found another safe entrance to the Jade Pool and entered the Queen Mother's residence. As long as her mind hadn't been clouded and she didn't come out of the palace to try to claim the Divine Weapons and Magic Treasures within the Jade Pool, the danger wouldn't be all that great.
But why was there still a figure left behind, like a statue?
Meng Qi's escaping light suddenly accelerated, following the Core Shard of the Haotian Mirror as it flew toward this palace belonging to the Golden Emperor!
The Heavenly Emperor's statue looked down majestically upon all directions. Beneath him, the immortal jade box glowed with a warm, gentle light. Inside, the archaic Time Saber showed no sign of change, still deep in slumber.
Han Guang stood empty-handed amid the killing formation, his gaze frozen. He seemed not to have expected this result.
Whether it followed or refused, it should have given some sort of response!
He had endured countless hardships to uncover this secret. It was undoubtedly one of the most important pieces of news in the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds, and it concerned the Time Saber itself. Why hadn't it reacted in the slightest?
Xu Daoren, seated cross-legged before the offering table, suddenly reached backward with his right hand. His quiet, gentle bearing abruptly became lofty and sublime. The instant his hand moved, it closed perfectly around the long blade, as if the saber had been forged from the years themselves.
The Time Saber had offered its hilt straight into his palm!
A faintly mocking look