"It's not a threat." Zhou Xuan slowly stood. "My life is counting down."
As he finished speaking, he lifted his sleeve slightly.
The Token Master Mark had already spread halfway up his forearm.
Dark-gold patterns pressed into his flesh. With every pulse, Zhou Xuan's arm tightened.
The Longevity Realm cultivators all saw it clearly.
The Alliance Leader's expression darkened.
"How could it be so fast?"
"The Command Token confirmed the location." Zhou Xuan lowered his sleeve. "It's more desperate to return than I expected."
Old Ancestor Cangwu spoke quietly. "If we keep delaying, the token patterns will carve themselves backward across your entire body."
Wuchen's expression changed.
"Could anyone survive that?"
No one answered.
Zhou Xuan gave a slight smile.
"Don't rush to arrange my funeral just yet. We haven't finished planning the route."
He sat back down and pointed at the Star Map.
"We can't land directly in the center of the wound. The power of the Return to Void is strongest there. Even Longevity Realm cultivators would be suppressed once they entered. We'll cut in through the old rift belt on the southwest side."
The Alliance Leader frowned.
"There's no entrance there."
"Not right now."
Zhou Xuan turned to the final few pages of the Court Guardian Orders Handbook.
"But every three hundred and sixty years, the Return to Void's outer rift belt briefly loosens. Emperor Jiang Wu's secret history also recorded three disturbances. The dates match."
Emperor Jiang Wu turned to the corresponding page.
"That did indeed happen. The most recent occurrence..."
He calculated for a moment.
"Will be tomorrow evening."
Old Ancestor Dark Nether froze.
Old Ancestor Cangwu also raised his head.
The Alliance Leader stared at Zhou Xuan.
"So that's why you said from the start that we had to settle the route tonight and