Within a mist-shrouded island, inside a certain grand hall...
Cheng Liu's solemn expression froze for a moment before he declared, each word striking the ground with resounding force:
"None of this!
Could have happened without Ancestor's support behind us."
The moment his words fell.
It was as though all the strength had been drained from Cheng Liu's body. Even his Spirit Pressure dropped considerably once more, while the decaying aura seeping from around him grew markedly thicker.
Clearly.
His lifespan limit was not far away.
Immediately after.
Cheng Liu weakly waved his hand and said:
"Enough. There is no need for you to dwell on this!"
"Come with me outside the island and await Ancestor's arrival."
"He should be here before long!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"..."
The three Golden Core Mortal Cultivators answered in unison.
Immediately after.
Cheng Liu straightened his robes, adjusted his crown, and smoothed his hair!
His bearing changed drastically, becoming all the more vast and imposing.
Displaying the formidable majesty of a Pseudo Core Realm expert of his generation, his face flushed with vigor as he led the three Golden Core True Persons flying beyond the island.
Outside the island!
The four stood in the void, their eyes fixed upon the horizon as though awaiting something.
At the same time.
Within a stretch of empty sky in the Profound Wind Sea Region, a streak of golden light was shooting through the Nine Firmaments Cloud Sea.
Faintly.
One could make out the blurred silhouette of a small boat within that golden flowing light.
The golden Flying Boat...
Cheng Buzheng stood upon the deck, gazing through the Flying Boat's own Light Screen at the sea region beneath the cloud sea.
Just then.
A gentle voice sounded by his ear.
"Husband!"
"This does not seem to be the direction