Zhou Xuan looked at the four people before him.
"It's like reaching the end of a road, only there isn't a wall ahead—the road simply breaks off."
"There's nothing beneath the cliff. Spirit Transformation is the summit. There's no road ahead at all."
He needed an explanation. If even they did not know how to break through to Longevity, then no one in Central Province truly knew.
The secret chamber was already cramped. The icy aura constantly seeping from the Black Iron Casket clashed violently with the faint light of laws unconsciously radiating from the four Old Ancestors, producing faint sounds of friction.
The atmosphere grew unbearably oppressive, thick with the smell of gunpowder.
Zhou Xuan, a mere Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator, stood before four Longevity Realm experts and boldly declared that he would use a lethal source of Corruption as his anchor, then demanded that they teach him how to break through.
Such complete disregard for conventional wisdom left all four old monsters feeling deeply uncomfortable.
Yet there was nothing they could do about Zhou Xuan.
He held their lives in his hands, and he had just displayed absolute confidence in his ability to suppress Corruption.
The silence lasted a long time.
Old Ancestor Cangwu sighed and shook his head.
The Alliance Leader's phantom dimmed a little as well, as though he was reluctant to broach the subject.
Old Ancestor Xuanming simply turned away and stared blankly at the formation patterns on the wall.
In the end, Emperor Jiang Wu broke the silence.
The Divine Emperor who had commanded Great Jiang's national destiny for over ten thousand years wore an exceedingly complicated expression.
Emperor Jiang Wu sighed and looked at Zhou Xuan.
"You're right not to sense a boundary, because in this world, Spirit Transformation... truly is the end."