Cui Hao Yu was doing his best to diminish his presence.
Because he had realized that he seemed to have learned something extraordinarily significant.
Cultivators having Dao companions or people they loved was nothing new.
But for the Undertaker to have a sweetheart no one had ever heard of—that was rather interesting.
And judging by how nervous Bai Ze was, this woman must be hiding some incredible secret.
Or perhaps this woman would become the Undertaker's only weakness.
"It has been a long time. The Chang Sheng Epoch has changed so much."
As Cui Hao Yu's imagination ran wild, a man's voice drifted out from the Spatial Rift.
Looking up, he saw a thin, frail-looking man step out of it.
The moment Cui Hao Yu saw this man, a thought surfaced in his mind.
So weak!
There were no powerful divine power fluctuations, no terrifying pressure, and even his bearing was pitifully lacking.
If Cui Hao Yu had not watched him emerge from the Spatial Rift with his own eyes, he would have taken him for an ordinary man in poor health.
"Senior, you have finally returned."
"We have already built the stage for you. Now we are only waiting for you to make your entrance."
Looking at Bai Ze before him, the frail man smiled faintly. "Back then, when Little Immortal Elder took you away, he had merely intended to find you a burial place."
"Who would have thought that he would forcibly bring you back to life? It seems you truly were not fated to die."
"But this is good as well. With all of you here, the Chang Sheng Epoch has indeed become better."
Hearing this, Bai Ze froze for a moment before saying, "Senior, you know of my origins?"
"Of course I know your origins, but