The heavens and earth lay in gloom. The deathly baleful energy pouring from the opened Yellow Springs had gathered in one place and lingered for a long time.
"Are your injuries serious?"
Looking at Taishi's half-white hair, Liu Yunzheng's expression held a hint of worry.
Taishi had only recently returned from the Outer Starry Sky, then fought the Demon Emperor and the Demon Venerable in Chengtian Domain. He had already been gravely injured, and his current condition was truly alarming.
"At least three hundred years remain."
Taishi fell silent for a moment, then gave a slight shake of his head.
Three hundred years might be a long time to mortals—perhaps even eighteen generations of ancestors—but to an Emperor, it was no more than the blink of an eye.
Liu Yunzheng's pupils contracted slightly. He reached out to support Taishi, but said nothing more.
"Fortunately, I brought Lingchu back. Three hundred years should just about be enough."
A trace of a smile appeared at the corner of Taishi's mouth, and flames seemed to flicker in his eyes.
In midair, the Tongtian Treasure Record slowly unfolded once more. A figure shrouded in black-and-white light descended from within.
As the light gradually faded, it revealed a boy of about thirteen or fourteen. His features were youthful, and he wore simple, dark-colored clothes. His skin was so pale it seemed he had not seen sunlight in ages, almost sickly in its pallor.
Most striking was his waist-length hair, half black and half white, though the black made up the greater part—much like the black-and-white light that had enveloped him before.
Liu Yunzheng hurried forward and examined the boy from head to toe, feeling along his bones and meridians. The amazement in his eyes only grew.
"Yellow Springs' Ninefold Depths truly are miraculous. Thousands of