The Portrait on the Longevity Altar

Wu Tao looked at Gu Mingsheng and Yu Hai in their aged state, and could not help sighing inwardly.

As a Golden Core 9th Layer cultivator, he did not need to sense anything; with one glance, he could tell that Gu Mingsheng and Yu Hai had only a few years of lifespan left.

If he had not come to the Immortal Origin Realm this time, and only returned after breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm, then by that time Gu Mingsheng and Yu Hai would already have reached the end of their natural lives.

Wu Tao sighed faintly in his heart, but very soon his emotions settled back into calm. To him, he had already grown used to it. On the path of cultivation, so long as he walked farther and farther along that road, if the old acquaintances at his side could not keep up with his steps, he would see more and more of them vanish into the river of time.

The road to immortality was paved with many dry bones—not only old friends, but also enemies and rivals.

"Senior Brother, look, they're both old now," Chen Yao said with a sigh as she looked at the two elderly men below, both resting easily with their eyes closed.

Gu Mingsheng and Yu Hai had both aged to such a state; Li Feiyao, who was the same age as them, naturally would be no exception. She had probably already become an old woman as well.

"Let's go. We'll descend quietly and not disturb their nap," Wu Tao said, steering the Flying Wave Boat down to land in the courtyard before Gu Mingsheng and Yu Hai.

Chen Yao also listened to Wu Tao and did not wake Gu Mingsheng and Yu Hai. Nor did she make any sound or