Sheng had never expected Gu to say something like that. For a moment, he was stunned.
"Your subordinate... does not know."
How would he dare investigate the origins of Gu Ancestor?
"Then do you want to know?" Gu turned to look at him.
"This subordinate wouldn't dare." Sheng lowered his head.
He wouldn't even dare think about such a thing!
"What's there to be afraid of? It's come to this anyway." Gu gave a self-mocking laugh.
Cold wind swept through the drizzle, and even his voice seemed to drift away with it.
Sheng kept his head lowered and said nothing.
Seeing this, Gu said no more and turned to gaze at the sky.
Beyond the rolling dark clouds stretched an unfathomable darkness. A streak of Red Radiance spanned the heavens, reaching from one end of the sky to the other.
Sword Ancestor no longer needed the sword mark to locate Ancient Great Profound Heaven, but the mark still remained imprinted deep within it, impossible to remove.
"How is the migration going?" he suddenly asked.
Sheng paused.
"Reporting to Gu Ancestor, only your subordinate and you remain."
The sword mark left by Sword Ancestor had fixed Ancient Great Profound Heaven in place. If a fight truly broke out, the Human Race would likely arrive here at the first opportunity.
After all, the Cang Race had lost Heaven's favor.
If Ancient Great Profound Heaven fell, the Cang Race within would face nothing but utter annihilation!
With the abilities of those Human Race immortals, there was no chance they would suffer the same fate as before—being swept away by the currents of space-time and surviving by sheer luck.
So rather than wait here to die, they might as well head for the Far Side of the Starry Sky in the present world.
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