He turned his hand and carefully stored away the Ancestral Dragon Core, then looked once more toward the upper reaches of the River of Time.
The path leading to the Tianyuan Realm of a hundred thousand years ago.
The purpose of this journey remained unchanged.
But upon his shoulders now rested a charge from the Chaos Universe's first guardian.
The being still sleeping within that Divine Stone, the secret hidden deep within the Tianyuan Realm, and the threat posed by the cold deity known as the Saint God.
All of it had become karma borne by Xiao Qing with the transfer of the Ancestral Dragon Core.
Xiao Qing's expression remained calm.
Yet a trace of contemplation appeared deep within his eyes.
"Yao Yao."
He softly spoke that name.
It was the name of the unborn being within the Divine Stone.
In the final instant before his remnant consciousness dispersed, the Ancestral Dragon had imprinted that name, along with all information concerning her, into the Ancestral Dragon Core.
Xiao Qing looked once more toward the upper reaches of the River of Time.
The road leading to the Tianyuan Realm of a hundred thousand years ago remained long and unknown.
The goal of this journey had not changed.
He would seek traces of Luo Qingxian and reach that ancient history buried beneath the dust of time.
But Xiao Qing now carried something more upon his shoulders.
The entrustment of a creator, expectations spanning countless eras, and a core condensed from supreme laws.
Xiao Qing did not linger any longer.
The laws of time surged around him once more, while Chaos Qi spread out like a tidal wave.
The waves of the River of Time beneath his feet began roaring again, and countless fragments of time streaked past his side.
He stepped forward.