Mo Cang's expression changed slightly when he heard the old man's words.
"So, if I didn't keep up this appearance, if I didn't release a few false rumors, how could those people possibly take the bait? Forbidden Void—there are still plenty of people hoping I'll die soon."
"The last time I spoke to you, I said I still had several thousand years left. Even then, I already sensed that something was wrong within Forbidden Void."
The old man sighed faintly. Mo Cang's face changed drastically at his words, and he immediately dropped to his knees beside the old man's feet, trembling all over.
"Your Excellency, Mo Cang's loyalty to you is as clear as the sun and moon. Please see the truth clearly."
The old man smiled as he looked at Mo Cang before him.
"I wasn't referring to you. Your loyalty to me is known to heaven and earth. But some people are not like you. If I leave, there will be no one who can protect my disciples."
The old man spoke again, his tone brimming with regret.
When people grew old, they liked to think about many things.
Back when he had first stepped into the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, he had been high-spirited and full of ambition as he founded Forbidden Void. At that time, Forbidden Void was bustling with people, with dozens of Golden Immortal experts among them. Everyone in Forbidden Void looked to him alone as their leader.
But things were different now. Under the erosion of time, even Golden Immortals would one day change their hearts.
Over such long years, even Golden Immortals had long since ceased to be loyal.
As long as he was alive, all of Forbidden Void had to obey Poison Venerable. But if he truly left one day,