When Lu Yin met Gu Yuan, Azure Lotus Supreme, and the others, he told them what had happened. Just hearing it all left them exhausted.
"Overlords are too hard to kill. They have one trump card after another. Without overwhelming strength, there's no way to land a fatal blow."
"Wang Wen really is audacious, scheming against one Overlord after another. And the key is that every Overlord he schemed against ended up betrayed."
"Heaven knows how many traitors he has hidden within the Main Dao."
"Karma Master hasn't come looking for us, and it can't find us either."
"Xiang Siyu is even less likely to come. From what you said, she was badly injured too."
"What a pity. One after another, they were all gravely wounded, yet not one of them died."
"They are Overlords, after all, and they've lived for so long. They were right about one thing: no matter how successfully you scheme or how much you raise your strength, unless you become an Overlord, you can never kill one. After all, an Overlord rules an entire era."
"I just don't know whether Death Lord will die."
That was what Lu Yin wanted to know too. So, with the help of Linlang Heaven's projections directed toward Outer Heaven, he tried to see whether he could get any news from there.
People had habits.
Living beings did too.
Though Outer Heaven had been destroyed, the Main Dao would surely return and appear in the same region. That was where it would be easiest to get news.
Several more years passed. One day, the Mirror of Time made contact. The caller was—Storyteller.
Lu Yin stared in surprise at Storyteller in the Mirror of Time. "You're still alive?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Weren't you left on that battlefield? Did you escape?"