Old Ancestor Lu Yuan stared at Lu Yin. "Little Seven, do you think you might be able to master the Azure Nether Heavenly Palace?"
Lu Yin's eyes lit up. "It's possible."
"Then go and practice. It'll definitely help you," Old Ancestor Lu Yuan encouraged him.
Lu Yin took a deep breath and looked at his hands. The Four-Lock Formation was still there, but it wouldn't prevent him from practicing the Azure Nether Heavenly Palace. All he lacked was Yellow Springs Water.
He could practice now, but he was worried it might not go smoothly at a crucial moment. With Yellow Springs Water, he could smell the Wisdom Root fruit whenever he needed to.
He needed a sufficient amount of Yellow Springs Water.
Not long afterward, Lu Yin, Old Ancestor Lu Yuan, and Jialan Zhi Luo appeared on the Wang family continent.
They had come not only for the Yellow Springs Water, but also for the Four-Lock Formation.
Now that they knew the Four-Lock Formation had bound the Ancestor's hands, they naturally wanted to find it and figure out how to undo it. That way, the Ancestor's hands could be restored.
Whenever Lu Yin thought of the Ancestor without his hands, biting down on the Sequence String, he felt sick with grief.
That man shouldn't have had to endure such pain.
He had once resented the Ancestor and the dazzling Heaven Sect Era, believing that if the Ancestor had recognized the threat of the Eternal Clan back then, none of what followed would have happened. That way of thinking was just like the Six Directions Meeting's attitude toward Primeval Space: they had treated Primeval Space as if it were the Heaven Sect of old.
But now he understood that even the Ancestor had been powerless to control certain things.
They couldn't