Outside the Yu Long Sect.
Thirty thousand li away.
Two figures stood behind layer upon layer of space. Their powerful auras were contained to the utmost, forming a hidden place that even the Great Dao could scarcely spy upon.
They were almost perfectly fused with heaven and earth. Even a Great Being at the Half-step Supreme level would find it nearly impossible to detect them.
One of the two wore a Golden Crow Daoist robe. His expression was steady, and his Dao title was Golden Crow Dao Lord.
The one beside him looked somewhat younger. He wore a scarlet-gold Scorching Sun Daoist robe, and a defiant, sharp-edged air swirled between his brows. His Dao title was Scorching Sun Dao Lord.
Both men came from one of the Human Race's top powers, the Sun Holy Palace.
"For the time being, I'm afraid we'll have to remain in hiding here, unable to leave even for a moment."
Golden Crow Dao Lord spoke in a low voice:
"That Primordial True Dragon is on the verge of returning to ruin. At this critical juncture, we must keep watch over the Yu Long Sect. The moment an opportunity arises, we'll descend upon it."
Golden Crow Dao Lord lifted his eyes. His gaze pierced countless layers of the void and looked toward the distant Yu Long Sect.
The dragon aura there had already waned to the extreme, yet it still carried a dreadful, bloodthirsty power that made one's heart tremble.
"It's just that I don't know how much longer that old dragon in the Yu Long Sect can hold on. How much of its lifespan remains? When will it be completely spent?"
"If that old dragon is stubborn enough to live, you and I may have to stand guard here for hundreds of millions of years.