The True Master of Longevity, Shituo's Steadfastness

Yuan Zhihui could not be underestimated. He truly left not a single loophole.

"But it is not without a solution. It depends on whether you step into my trap."

A glint of cold light flashed through Li Qing's eyes.

Above Bright Lake, Yuan Zhihui was already heading toward Lockstone Well.

Leaving behind a warning here would be enough. As long as the target appeared, he would cross space and arrive at once.

By the time he reached Lockstone Well, it was already evening. Cooking smoke had risen throughout Yang Province City, and the fragrances of countless meals drifted through its streets.

Ten thousand homes were lit, their legacy unbroken.

Yuan Zhihui stood coldly atop Lockstone Well. Quite a few people had gathered here as well, employing all sorts of methods to sneak into the well and explore it.

Yuan Zhihui did the same. A golden figure stepped out from his body, yet no one around him could see that golden phantom.

This was a mysterious technique from his cultivation art—the Wisdom True Form. It was an illusory avatar, a spiritual sort of existence.

Ordinary people, and even ordinary cultivators, could not detect it.

The Wisdom True Form flashed into Lockstone Well and began exploring downward.

At the same time, in a residence somewhere in Yang Province City.

The unfathomable longevity ritualist sat in the garden. He raised his head to look at the sky streaked with sunset clouds, an indescribable expression surfacing in his eyes.

"Interesting. The Longevity Ritual has been leaked. At a time like this, so many old antiques on the verge of death have emerged."

"They even set the time as November 1st, and gave them an opportunity that comes once every thousand years."

"Hehehe, hiding such muddled information within the correct ritual."

"The person behind this