Yuan Zhihui's gaze silently swept over his surroundings.
Countless pieces of information flashed through his mind—everything he knew about Yang Province City, from ancient times to the present.
The primordial spirit within him flickered with innumerable glimmers of wisdom, as though sifting through the vast sea of information strand by strand.
"The Longevity Ritual was secretly spread by Li Wushuang."
"The ritual seems to be real. Tomorrow is the day it will be held."
"The various Dao Lineage factions are currently verifying their findings against one another. They have basically figured out most of the ritual's contents."
"Now they all have their eyes on Zhu Chengli of the Academy of Heavenly Principle."
"The map from three thousand years ago in his possession may be the most accurate one. It should record the true, perfect ritual."
"Today, they are holding their final negotiations. If they fail to reach an agreement, a great battle will inevitably break out."
"Since this matter already involves Li Wushuang's tribulation, those negotiations cannot possibly succeed."
"Many people have already investigated the ritual's contents, and the three most important locations have been searched by countless people."
"Those three places will definitely receive heavy protection. No one will allow them to be destroyed."
"Furthermore, those three places have existed for more than three thousand three hundred years. Yang Province City has been destroyed and rebuilt countless times, yet those places were never affected. Clearly, they are not things that can be easily destroyed."
"If I were Li Wushuang, I would certainly choose a place that could not be destroyed. Only then could I safely survive the impact of this chaos."
"That leaves very few possible locations."
"As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place."
"The Wordless Stele, Blue Moon Bridge, and Lockstone Well are