Mu Qing was brought into this small Secret Realm by Saint Jiang.
In Mu Qing's eyes, this was less a small Secret Realm than a miniature universe!
He looked at those stars, and suddenly his vision swam—the stars transformed into characters, one after another.
"This is... the Mind Secret Art?"
"No! While most of it is the same, a large part of it is different too!"
Mu Qing was secretly astonished.
Then he looked at the white-haired old man amid the starry sky and could not help but feel puzzled.
Just who was this man?
Saint Jiang chuckled. "Let me introduce myself again."
"I am the seventh generation, Jiang Sheng."
"Welcome to my universe, Ninth Generation!"
Saint Jiang spread his arms, proudly presenting everything within this starry sky to Mu Qing.
Naturally, Mu Qing knew what Saint Jiang meant by the seventh generation.
"Impossible! The seventh generation should have been killed by the Heavenly Emperor!"
Mu Qing found it difficult to believe.
The fate of every generation of Starry Sky Supreme was to be killed by the Heavenly Emperor and stripped of the Starry Sky Great Dao.
Only after the seventh generation died could there be an eighth generation.
Otherwise, how could an eighth generation possibly arise?
"I truly did die." Jiang Sheng smiled, but the coldness in his eyes was unmistakable.
He said in a deep voice, "Back then, I was merely a Jiang Family disciple of lowly bloodline, yet I unexpectedly gained a Saint's favor and was personally nurtured by him."
"At the time, countless people in the Jiang Family envied me. Who knew how many direct descendants were jealous of me."
"Later, I became the senior brother of the Immortal Palace in the Heavenly Court and the disciple of the Heavenly King."
"Do you know who the