Immortal-Sealing List

"What did you see, Great Elder?"

Golden Crow Daoist leaned forward and asked curiously.

"I saw the future. In one corner of the future, I attained enlightenment by an alternative path... becoming an existence like a fully realized Sacred Body, capable of battling ancient Great Emperors."

Old Madman still looked somewhat dazed, his words nearly a murmur in a dream.

"Cough..."

Golden Crow Daoist coughed lightly, barely holding back his laughter.

So you were putting on an act again, old man?

On the way here, Golden Crow Daoist had already gained a rough understanding of Eastern Wasteland.

Red Dragon Daoist had been right. This was the post-Desolate Ancient era, when attaining enlightenment had become incomparably difficult. Even Kings who had reached Immortal Three and severed their Dao were few and far between. Old Madman, a Great Saint, was an old relic from six thousand years ago.

Ever since the demon race's Great Emperor, Green Emperor, had risen to prominence, Eastern Wasteland... no, Big Dipper, had not seen a Great Emperor attain the Dao for over ten thousand years. Alternative Dao attainments, rarer still than Great Emperors, were even less likely.

Old Madman would attain enlightenment by an alternative path in the future, with one foot in the Great Emperor realm and combat power comparable to true imperial giants?

That was insane. No wonder he was called the Mad Saint.

Ye Fan shot Golden Crow Daoist an unhappy sidelong glance, making the latter quickly lower his head.

You stupid bird, what the hell do you know!

The human Sacred Body could no longer resist the temptation and slowly walked toward the lakeshore.

He also wanted to know what he had been like in the past and future after merging his origin with his true self. After all, even he could not