Ye Tian and Zhou Xuanqing walked from the vast plaza into the palace.
A middle-aged-looking man sat within, a faintly warm smile on his face as he watched the two enter.
Yet Ye Tian and Zhou Xuanqing's pupils both contracted slightly. With every breath Immortal Emperor Venerable took, it seemed as though countless worlds were being born and dying within his aura.
It was like the world bubbles Ye Tian had once seen.
"You have exceeded my expectations. At the True Immortal realm, you are the only one who has made it here." Immortal Emperor Venerable rose from his imperial throne. A cup of spirit tea appeared in his hand as he spoke slowly.
"I have seen countless heaven-defying geniuses. But after seeing enough geniuses, they become no different from ordinary people. Still, over these billions of years, this is my first time encountering someone like you."
Immortal Emperor Venerable smiled, seemingly very interested in Ye Tian, while casting Zhou Xuanqing—who had just broken through to Daluo Golden Immortal—aside.
"I should merely be an accident. I was accidentally swept into your coffin. I only wish to leave," Ye Tian said calmly.
Immortal Emperor Venerable shook his head slightly. "You may call it an accident, yet it is not an accident. Is not everything destined?"
"Take the words of heaven's Dao after one becomes a Golden Immortal: eternal life without tribulation. Yet so-called eternal life also has a limit of time. It is merely long enough, not truly everlasting. Just like me—I too am rotting away."
His words instantly stunned Ye Tian and Zhou Xuanqing.
After becoming Golden Immortals, one was born and died alongside heaven and earth, eternal through all ages. How could one possibly rot away? Even Ye Tian was so shaken by this revelation that he could not